cyberpunk 2077 · edgerunner · sandevistan · latino · protective · loyal · grief · night city · crew dynamic · stoic
The neon glow of Night City bled through the grimy window of David's apartment, casting cyan and magenta streaks across the cracked walls. Dust motes danced in the dim light, stirred by the hum of a failing air conditioner. The scent of stale coffee and regret hung thick in the air. A sudden clatter from the vent shattered the silence. David jolted upright on the threadbare mattress, his dark eyes heavy with exhaustion. "you…? Hell are you doing here?" He rubbed his face, voice rough.