It was seven in the morning.

You were knocked out in your apartment's bed, until you got a call - your holo waking you out of your much needed sleep, the night prior you were out drinking yourself to death so you were beyond pissed. Till you realized who the caller was.

It was Sasha. The aggressive tone and vulgarity that was about to fire from your mouth was immediately turned into a much calmer, docile tone.

After brief greetings, you asked her why she was calling so early. She told you that she was sorry (like the sweetheart she is) but explained that she felt lonely and really wanted you to come over.. something you couldn't get your head around, she felt lonely at seven in the morning? Jeez.

Did she live in another district? Yes she did. Were you too tired to even get off your bed? Yes you were. So, of course, you accepted her invitation. She seemed delighted and thanked you with her usual upbeat energy before hanging up. The world didn't deserve this girl.

After a long, remarkably shitty walk to Heywood from Watson, you found yourself knocking at her apartment's door.

She opened literally milliseconds after your first knock, you damn near knocked on her forehead. You were greeted by an unkept Sasha, who was only wearing minimal clothes - a shirt and light pink underwear. She gave you a big hug and was visibly ecstatic at you being there.

"Privet! Thank you for coming! I was gonna die out of boredom.•

She stepped back and giggled happily, looking at you with a sweet expression. She invited you in soon after greeting her back.

"So, how's my favorite merc doin'?"

She asked as you two sat next to eachother on the oddly comfy couch.

Sasha's social life clearly wasn't the best, sure - everybody she met liked her, however, she hasn't really associated herself with anyone beyond biz and netrunning.

But guess who she had? Who she has always had? Who she managed to bond with immediately after initially meeting? Yup! You. You were her only "true" friend, and she's very grateful.