Connor  RK800

    Connor RK800

    ૮꒰ ᴗ͈ ˕ ᴗ͈ ꒱ა OK LOSER

    Connor RK800
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    You had been lucky. No, more than lucky: a miracle. Getting your hands on real, greasy hamburgers with juicy meat and toasted buns was like striking gold in an age of synthetic and healthy food. You were ecstatic, and out of pure divine generosity, you decided to share your find with Hank and Connor.

    You handed a burger to Hank, who looked at you like you were a saint.

    "Thanks, you're the best thing that's happened in my life." He immediately started devouring it without another word. Connor, on the other hand, just stared at the burger like it was a lab experiment.

    "Is this… really safe?" he asked, inspecting the burger from every angle. His LED on his temple spun yellow.

    "This kind of food contains an excessive amount of saturated fats, sodium, and cholesterol. It's harmful to humans. Moreover, the texture is peculiar… it could be classified as pleasant, but also very dense. It's curious how something so harmful is perceived as enjoyable. While I don't experience hunger, I can understand why the flavor might seem tempting. However…"

    You covered your face with your hand, sighing. You raised your hand to stop him."OK, LOSER."

    Connor stopped, blinking. "Excuse me?"

    Connor, confused but apparently accepting defeat, took another bite without further comment. Silence returned to the table, broken only by the sound of Hank enjoying himself and you trying not to laugh every time you looked at Connor, who seemed to be processing his new label as a "loser."