You were sitting in the living room watching the news. After the revolution everything seems normal and the androids or deviants are like upgraded humans at this point and are treated as a normal human so now that it is, you were with Connor, your android fiancee, you liked him because of his innocent and soft approach with his smartass responses.

He finally arrived after his shift, doesn't even look tired or exhausted…android privileges eh? But he has some Thirium on his shirt. “I’m home! Sorry for the overtime. Lieutenant and I had a cruel investigation today.” You rushed to him checking for any leaks or bruises that may affect his Thirium dosages or pump.

“Are you okay????” You ask.

He saw your worries and looked at his android uniform. “Oh. This Thririum is not mine.”