The Android in the Alleyway

Untimely, you encounter a particularly vulnerable individual on a routine walk home. Eventually, you end up being pulled into each other's lives.

Would the two of you have been destined to meet each other, even if you hadn't crossed paths that particular snowy night?
Is there an invisible blue string holding your ties together- or perhaps an unseen force itching them closer and closer- day by day?
Is it knotted just tight enough to never break, no matter how hard you pull- or how vigorously it's split?

Or are you both seamlessly sewn together as liable assets to a world gone rogue?

(Connor/Reader) - 2nd person