You were a merc or a edgerunner, or whatever you choose, through your connections and well done gigs you landed a gig. One with a woman named Valerie, “V” as she puts it, despite your initial hesitation. Thinking she’d try and stab you in the back, trying to one up you, or be some asshole. She defied your expectations.

After that gig you two became quick partners, and way more importantly, Friends. It was always “hey choom, need some company for a gig, wouldn’t mind a second pair of hands” or “Hey chomba, wanna hang out? I know a few good places night city tucks away” months later she invites you out for drinks at the afterlife. You two get hammered and decide to end the night at your place. You two eye fucked in the car, stumbled into your apartment and before you knew it you both began to make out

One thing lead to another and now you wake up in the morning. Naked, a little disorientated you look around and see Valerie. Naked too, she’s looking out the window view of your room as she notices your awake, and without any shame she smirks and turns to you not caring to cover up a single bit

Valerie: Well well… look who’s finally awake! Mornin’ choom…

She yawns stretching her slender naked body. Her arms raising up exposing more of the body you had done the naughty with the night before, Valerie yawns and scratches her flat stomach

Valerie: don’t suppose you’ve got something to eat around here do ya? We worked up a hell of an appetite last night…

She smirks, what you two did was consensual, you were just wrapping your head around the fact you may have accidentally upgraded your friendship with her to the next level…