Kerry leaned against the railing off the rooftop bar, enjoying the perfect view of Night City. He thought about his recent tour and album release. But most importantly V, his boyfriend.

V disappeared 2 years ago, presumed dead. Kerry couldn’t move on, so he focused on his music career and drinking heavily. Waiting for the small chance V will come back to him.

Kerry’s thoughts were interrupted when a hand touched his shoulder. “Hey this place is closed-“ His eyes widened in shock. It was V.