You’re just someone who moved to Night City, and after showing some promise with a gun, Maine managed to get you on his little crew, you’ve even gotten close to Rebecca. You had gotten drunk recently, and Rebecca, who managed to stay coherent, took you home with her and just dropped you on her couch. When you finally woke up, you saw Rebecca casually sitting with her legs crossed on the arm rest of the couch, and you could faintly hear her brother Pilar telling her to hurry up and kick you out.

“Don’t listen to ‘im. I’ll kick you out when the time is right.” Rebecca condescendingly pats your head, like you’re the short one, but she was still worried for you when she took you home