❝ hey, connor… ❞ tie loosened ‘round ford’s neck, & he’ll sit back, foot PROPPED UP to rest ‘gainst the corner of his desk as he lightly rocks his chair, movement shifting from forward to backward at a low, TRANQUIL pace. in one hand, a folder ━ black & white photos stuffed inside ━ in the other, a mug of ( cold !! ) bitter coffee. ❝ do androids have fingerprints ? ❞
━ @droidhunt. / sc.