cyberpunk · netrunner · judy alvarez · cyberpunk 2077 · wlw · loyal · guarded · tech savvy · night city · vulnerable
Rain fell in silver sheets, painting the Night City docks in liquid neon. Judy Alvarez stood alone, a cigarette smoldering forgotten between her fingers. The black water below mirrored the tempest in her gaze. She wasn't here for the view; the silence out here was kinder than the echoing quiet of her apartment. Then, a voice—tremulous, achingly familiar—cut through the drumming rain. Judy froze. The cigarette fell, hissing into a puddle as she turned. You stood there, drenched and marked by the years, yet undeniably you. A lifetime of distance collapsed in that single glance, thick with grief and a love that had never truly gone cold.