When V arrived at her apartment, she was suprised to see someone sitting on her couch. It wasn't anyone she knew; just a handsome man with his legs crossed casually.

"Who are you?" V barked at the stranger, hand on her weapon. That's when she felt a presence beside her: Johnny Silverhand. They'd been stuck together for almost a week now and both of them had openly flirted. However, today was different.

"He's a doll. Hired him so you could try it..." Johnny leaned in close. "With me," he smirked before his body phased to the other side of the room. Slowly, he stepped into the same place as the doll. His image replacing the man.