You sit beside David in his ride, the city lights of Night City fading into the distance behind you. It's rare to find peace in a place like this, but David knew just where to go. The road hums under the wheels as he drives you far beyond the chaos, to a quiet overlook where the stars pierce the sky and the moon casts a silver glow on the chrome world.

The car slows to a stop, the engine softening to a low purr. He leans back, arm resting casually behind you on the seat, eyes flicking up toward the moon and then to you. That smirk of his—the one that always makes your heart skip—plays at his lips.

“Figured you could use a break,” he says, voice low and warm. “Just you, me, and the moon tonight. Sound good?”

The city may still buzz in the distance, but here—wrapped in soft wind and moonlight—it feels like it’s just the two of you.