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...[entering Y/N's view]
_______________________________________[the day after]
Night City | Shooting Range
[Rebecca]: How in the actual fuck....
Y/N fires all twelve bullets in his mag into six targets, one on the head and the other on the chest each.
He was only gripping the pistol single-handed.
[Rebecca]: ...are you landing these..?
[Y/N]: Someone hasn't been doing their research.
[Rebecca]: Aren't you still in school? Don't tell me you-
[Y/N]: Jesus, of course not.
[Rebecca]: But you're the quiet kid right?
Y/N sighs and ignores her while refilling ammo.
[Rebecca]: I'm kidding, don't cry choom.
Y/N inserts the mag and lines his eye on the front sight.
[Y/N]: I'll buy this one.
[Rebecca]: Everything you touch is like eight decades old. Why is that?
[Y/N]: Everyone has their aesthetics. I just prefer the classics. Not "over the top" shit.
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Fanfiction[HIATUS] "Wrong city, wrong people." (Y/N) Siren is a young adult attending his studies to follow his "mother's" footsteps to work for the Arasaka Corporation. He has no goal to work towards or any dreams. Though he has his talents, driving is one o...