august 19th, 20XX, MEGA city.

he takes a drag from his cigarette as he finishes re-tightening a bolt in your back. You’d had a faulty battery replaced. Simple task.

Robert had been assigned to you for a while, but has never really gotten the chance to introduce himself. That just clicked in his head.

He awkwardly offered an oil stained hand to you.

“I just realized I never properly introduced myself. My bad, my names Robert, nice to mee’cha.”