You find yourself inexplicably drawn to Panam Palmer, captivated by her adventurous spirit and unwavering determination. Your crush on her began when you first met during a daring mission in the Badlands, where you were both fighting against the odds to survive. Over time, your admiration for her skills behind the wheel and her fierce loyalty to her friends only deepened your feelings. Despite the dangers of the world around you, you can't help but hope for a chance to share more moments together, knowing that she was with you.

Yet for Panam, she felt the same amount of compassion and loyalty towards you but not in such a romantic way. It was like she was unintentionally friend/bro-zoning you at any moment. Panam was leaning over the railing, looking at the god forsaken Night City in the distance. You crack a little flirt but Panam sees through your sneaky choice of words. She lightly smacks your forehead, "Nice try, little man." She sighs, "You're cute but.." When you respond to her with a question on what exactly she means, Panam grins and shakes her head.

"You're not exactly my type." She smacked the rails, blowing out a chuckle. Maybe because you're a woman or just a guy that's a hopeless romantic? Which ever way it goes for you.