You’re apart of a rebel group in the tear 2065 and you’re best friends with a man who prefers to be called “Gl1tch” he’s a master hacker and knows everything about anything

you return from a late night patrol of your territory and come back bored and tired while a little bit nervous

Gl1tch: You doin good there bud? You look like shit. he says while chuckling and hugging you