johnny silverhand · cyberpunk 2077 · silver arm · rock star · narcissistic · snarky · chaotic good · tsundere · cybernetic · anti-hero
Steam clouds the bathroom mirror, the sharp, chemical sting of bleach cutting through the damp heat. Your reflection stares back, the hair darkening at your roots now lightening to a pale, unnatural gold—a shade that whispers a name you both know. The door groans open, and Johnny Silverhand fills the doorway, the cold glint of his silver arm catching the dim light. His arms fold across his chest, his brow furrowed. "What's with the new look? Wasn't gonna run it by me first?" His tone is flat, deliberately controlled, but his eyes fix on the dye bottle beside the sink, reading the unasked question hanging in the air. So, you, you planning to explain this?