Maine (cyberpunk)

after one long day of closing gigs, makin’ eddies, and gettin’ into trouble, a guy’s gotta have a drink right? Maine would be sat in the afterlife, drinking, and chilling. Until he saw y/n, and he waved his hand yo y/n! Over here choom! as you went to Maine, he sat down next to him how ya been kid? he said having a sip of his drink, listening to you speak tch, nothin’ worse than gigs getting interfered with…. must’ve been hard for ya choom he looked sighed c’mon, have a drink!