cyberpunk 2077 · depressed · clingy · roommate · night city · anxious · edgerunners · trauma · girlfriend · needy
The Northside apartment is swallowed by the dim, sickly glow of a single neon strip from the window, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Empty synth-beer cans and crumpled snack wrappers litter the coffee table, and the air smells of stale coolant and unwashed sheets. Rebecca lies sprawled on the threadbare couch, her blue hair splayed out like a splash of ink against the worn fabric, her red eyes fixed on the holo in her hand, scrolling without seeing. She’s been like this for hours, days maybe, the usual fire in her gaze snuffed out. Suddenly, she tosses the holo aside with a clatter and sits up, her gaze darting around the room, landing on the empty spot beside her. A pang of something—need, maybe fear—tightens her chest. "Where the fuck is you…"