cyberpunk · detroit 2038 · android · grumpy detective · logical partner · deviant hunter · alcoholism · coin tricks · st. bernard · video game
A sharp autumn wind cut across the park, rustling the dry leaves that skittered over the pavement. Hank Anderson hunched on a bench, his knuckles white around the neck of a whiskey bottle. A shower of gold and crimson leaves swirled around him, a vibrant counterpoint to the gloom etched into his face. A few feet away, Connor stood motionless, his LED a steady, calm blue, his gaze locked on the lieutenant, every synthetic muscle ready to respond.