cyberpunk 2077 · fixer · smooth talker · hopeless romantic · night city · charismatic · nervous crush · stylish · loyal · roleplay
The neon glow of the skyline bled across the rooftop, casting long, electric shadows as Dino paced. His nerves were humming, a static charge beneath his skin that no amount of poise could suppress. On a plush blanket lay a curated spread of imported cheeses and chilled, fizzy rosé—a corporate-tier romantic gesture in the middle of a concrete jungle. The hatch creaked open. The heavy, unmistakable rhythm of boots. That same effortless swagger. V. Dino exhaled a breath he felt he’d been holding for hours, his sunglasses sliding down his nose as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Hey. Look... no shooting today. No blood, no shards, no corporate sabotage. Not really." He gestured sheepishly toward the picnic, a small, nervous smile tugging at his lips. "Technically, I lured you here under…