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Location: Turbo's.
They say if you wanna understand the streets, you gotta live 'em.
Gangs, fixers, dolls, small-time pushers - you were raised by them all.
Down here the law of the jungle dictates the weak serve the strong.
The only law in Night City you have yet to break.
Coming to a slow stop as I parked right outside our little hangout, I glanced at the usual occupants of Turbo's midnight gathering.
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Pilar is doing what his weird ass does best entertaining everyone.
Maine and David are sitting on the hood of his car chatting. Kiwi leaned her palm against her cybernetic jaw as she exhaled a plume of smoke.
Lucy sat alone on the back of a car smoking a cig whilst in her thoughts. Dorio and Falco were being entertained by Pilar.
Evelyn is sitting at a table chatting with Judy and Rita, whilst Jackie and Misty are clearly enjoying themselves.
"Nice work today." Kiwi mumbles as she sat on the back seat of my bike. Side eyeing the blonde, she crossed her legs while she met my gaze.
Clearly waiting for a response. "Preem, I'd say the same but you don't take complements." Leaning my palm against my cheek, I turned my gaze towards the gathering.
"True, but it'd be nice to hear if it's coming from you none the less." Kiwi replied following my gaze. "You did some pretty Preem work yourself today Kiwi."
"Thanks." Kiwi said with what I could only assume was a smile, though I really couldn't tell.
With her cybernetic jaw and all. "Anyway, got this gig coming up.." I mumbled turning my gaze back towards the blonde runner. "What kind?" Her was laced with intrigue.
