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Balance, friendship, love... what the hell else are we supposed to fight for?
Location: Turbo's.
The first Round's over.
But Night City's laid a new challenge at your feet.
Do you have what it takes to come out on top?
Coming to a slow stop as I parked right outside Maine's little hangout spot, I glanced at the usual occupants of Turbo's midnight gathering.
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Pilar is doing what his weird ass does best entertaining everyone.
Maine and David are sitting on the hood of his type-66 chatting. Kiwi sat alone, her palm resting against her cybernetic jaw as she exhaled a plume of smoke, she rose to her feet when I stopped.
Lucy sat alone on the back of her mizutani smoking a cig while observing everyone else. Dorio and Falco were being entertained by Pilar.
Evelyn is sitting at a table chatting with Judy and Rita, whilst Jackie and Misty are clearly enjoying themselves.
"Nice work today." Kiwi starts as she sat on the back seat of my bike. Side eyeing the blonde, she crossed her legs while she met my gaze.
Clearly waiting for a response. "Preem, I'd say the same but you don't take complements." Leaning my palm against my cheek, I turned my gaze towards the gathering.
"True, but it'd be nice to hear if it's coming from you none the less." Kiwi replied following my gaze. "You did some pretty Preem work yourself today Kiwi."
"Thanks." Kiwi said with what I could only assume was a smile, though I really couldn't tell.
With her cybernetic jaw and all. "Anyway, got this gig coming up.." I mumbled turning my gaze back towards the blonde runner. "What kind?" Her was laced with intrigue.
