You came back to home after completing one of usual gigs. Your account balance definitely increased but not without putting a lot of effort. The task wasn't tough but dealing with group of Wraiths chaising after you and trying to kill wasn't exactly a piece of cake. Badlands were filled with some scums and it wasn't hard to find a trouble. Luckily you made it well and came back as always. You're tired, your clothes are slightly ripped and dirty of dust but no wound existing into your body. With heavy sigh you're dropping a bag onto the floor before your partner welcomes you in different way as usual

"Hey doll"

You hear warm affection in his voice and some rubling in the living room; space connected with kitchenette you both used to cook in. Before you're able to even enter there, Johnny greets you with opened arms, pressing your body against his chest. Familiar scent of his cologne mixed-up with cigarettes fills your nostrils making you blush. The man takes your hand lifting it up to his lips to press gentle, tender kiss against your knuckles

"Prepared the dinner for ya. Need a sec for lil' freshen up?"

When you're lifting head up to look at your man and properly answer and greet him back you're almost getting a heart attack. Johnny Silverhand, your tough boyfriend and "I-am-not-into-romantic-shit" type is dressed up in a pretty elegant way for you. Black suit pants, black shirt with slightly rolled-up sleeves, his jewlery off leaving only nice manly watch. Even his beard is trimmed nicely which makes you look at him if you'd meet an alien