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•Early update for you guys because holy shit, already at 3k, huh? Thank you guys so much! Also, I'm thinking of drawing pictures a lot more for this book and a few others because I'm drawing more and more even though most of it sucks•
                          
Soon enough, I start getting drowsy right at the part when the teens are going through Clair's purse.
                          
I yawn inaudibly, looking over at Conan to see him intrigued by the movie. I smile at how he has a childish look on his face. It's one of those looks where children get intrigued by something entirely new for them like a turtle or something.
                          
"Yes?" He questions, looking over towards me.
                          
I blush, glad we turned the lights off earlier, "nothing."
                          
I yawn once again, sitting up and leaning my head against the back of the couch, letting my airway open up more.
                          
My eyes slip closed and my head feels fuzzy. My hearing goes in and out before I finally fall asleep.
                          
I waken slightly, still on the couch. There was movement, like a slight shift that wasn't from me but I fell asleep before I could think about it anymore.
                          
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I jerk awake and my eyes fill with tears as I heaved over the side of my bed. I felt extremely nauseous and my limbs felt weak.
                          
I cry out as I feel my stomach churn and loud sobs come out of my throat. My body shakes fiercely as my phone alarm suddenly goes off as well, showing that it was two in the morning.
                          
"Gavin, oh gosh," Conan suddenly bursts into the room, his LED spinning red.
                          
He rushes over towards me, gently laying his hand on my shoulder. He embraces me and I gladly pull him closer, feeling my tears already wet his shirt.
                          
"F-fuck, I-I'm s-sorry," I say, squeezing the fabric of his shirt in my hands.
                          
"Shh, it's okay. Breathe, calm down, breathe. You're okay, you're okay," he says, stroking my head with soft pats.
                          
I dry heave once again, coughing and feeling my head grow hot with pressure.
                          
"Here, come on, let's get you some water," he says, picking me up like the groom would do to his new wife.
                          
I had never had this bad of a nightmare before. It wouldn't stop. I saw his dead body over and over again. I felt the pain on my scar again and it burned with the memory. I saw the androids face. The cheek skin looked like it was melting; as if someone had put a torch to it. One of his eyes was green and the other brown. He had natural red hair and a long face. I remember thirium dripping from his mouth. I just wanted the pain and memories to go away but they wouldn't. They flashed before my eyes as I dug my face into Conan's chest.
                          
Chloe was right, Conan is definitely more human than Connor was. I had forgotten he was even an android when we were watching the movie until I saw the faint glow of his LED.
                          
We only met today and he's already taking care of me and my problems... I understand why I opened up to him but I don't understand why he cared. I don't know why it's easier to open up to him than Tina. 
                          
•How was this? Also, slight shift in the couch? Wonder what that could've been...•