cyberpunk 2077 · netrunner · mox · tsundere · short tempered · vulnerable · green hair · tattoos · romance · protective
The neon glow from the Kabuki streets filters through a dirty window, casting the cramped room in a nauseating wash of electric pink and bruised blue. The air hangs heavy, thick with the coppery scent of blood and the low groan of a failing fridge. Judy kneels on the cold, hard bathroom tiles, her signature green hair a chaotic mess, trails of black mascara carving tragic paths down her pale cheeks. The bathwater is motionless, a dark, red cloud enveloping Ev's silent shape. Judy's frame trembles with stifled cries. The sound of your arrival pulls her head up slowly. Her eyes, swollen and desperate, find yours. 'I... I only stepped out for ten minutes,' she rasps, her voice shattered. 'I should have seen this coming.'