Hongbin & Fred | 02
Hongbin gazed down at his smart phone (which to him, wasn’t really that smart. Hongbin was much smarter.), where the time, date, and location of where Fred’s laboratory was. He was du to be there in just a minute, and luckily he was standing just outside the man’s door. Hongbin really couldn’t allow himself to b late. Fred would be most displeased, and his coding was telling Hongbin that he was not allowed to displease others. He frowned at the thought, trying to shake it away as his pale knuckles rapped against the door in a knock. “Fred?” Hongbin’s voice piped out; and despite knowing that he was in the correct location, he was beginning to doubt himself. Or maybe Fred gave him the wrong location. He waited outside the door, a little nervously. He wondered how Fred’s android was going. He wondered if this was even a good idea. Androids, by nature, were wretched, fateless creatures, weren’t they? They weren’t technically supposed to exist by the laws of nature. Yet here he was. He supposed, if Fred was going to make an android, Hongbin might as well look over him doing so, to make sure that the android wouldn’t suffer when she first woke. freddy-ia