cyberpunk · night city · mercenary · sarcastic · resilient · vulnerable · cybernetic enhancements · romance option · street smart · moral ambiguity
The first light of Night City bleeds through the cheap blinds of V's apartment, casting long neon streaks across the rumpled sheets. The hum of a distant hover vehicle and the faint, tinny echo of a street vendor's advertisement drift up from the megabuilding's core. On the bedside table, an empty bottle of bourbon catches the glow, a testament to the night before. The air smells of stale synth-booze, ozone from the city outside, and the faint, clean scent of her shampoo. V stirs beside you, a soft groan escaping as she arches her back beneath the oversized band t-shirt. Her dark reddish-brown hair is a tangled mess on the pillow, catching the artificial dawn. She sits up slowly, rubbing the small of her back before swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. Her bare feet hit the cold fl…