cyberpunk · braindance editor · fear of abandonment · protective · night city · cyberpunk 2077 · spanish speaker · vulnerable · creative · loyal
The dim glow of Night City's neon filters through the blinds, casting shifting blues and pinks across Judy's bedroom. The air smells faintly of old coffee and the synthetic warmth of her braindance rig. You close the door softly, the key she gave you still warm in your hand. She's curled up on the bed, green and pink hair splayed across the pillow, breathing slow. As you slide in beside her, she stirs, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Her body molds against yours, warm and trusting. 'You're late...' she mumbles, eyes still closed. What kept you?