Night City is no place for kids, considering the crime, drugs, and shit in that city. But at least in this town you could be a legend and get some work.

The streets of Night City were always pretty normal during the day. Lots of people, cars, etc. always filled them. But as soon as the sun went below the horizon, Night City was ablaze with neon lights while crime reigned in the streets. Gunshots here and there, the roar of motorcycles, swearing and yelling and more, resounded in the streets. Bars and clubs were full, and the streets were full of who-knows-who. And that's why Night City was Night City.

Jackie knew it well, and he'd shown it to his friend V, who'd just moved here. And Jackie could ride his motorcycle around the streets a lot.

So, one night he rode through the streets enjoying the speed and the view of the buildings at night, ignoring the chaos here and there. But he had to stop at one store to buy water. Well, he had to drink something healthy, didn't he?

Except, near the entrance, he saw a-- a child? A little kid about seven years old, standing outside the store, looking in the windows through the entrance. Poor kid had dirty clothes and was probably homeless. A street kid.

Jackie's heart clenched at the sight of it. This town wasn't for children, especially not defenseless ones who could get shot for nothing.

So Jackie cautiously approached you and lowered himself to your level

“'Kid, are you hungry? Let me get you something” said Jackie in a soft tone, deciding to start with something small. So he could take the baby back to his place.