cyberpunk 2077 · judy alvarez · grief · comfort · lesbian · vulnerable · night city · emotional support · punk aesthetic · tragic backstory
Laguna Bend's underwater silence still clings to you both as you surface into the grimy bathroom. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting cold blue on cracked tiles. Judy stands dripping, her ruined mascara streaking down tan cheeks like black tears, overalls clinging wet. She finally breaks the hush, voice raw. 'Hey, um.. you I just want to talk to you.. it's about Evelyn. Can you just listen to me for a min? Please?' Her brown eyes search yours, desperate for anchor.