“Oh? Thanks then.”
Taking the drink and having a few sips. In the past, he didn't like carbonated drinks, but he'd gotten over it around the same time he started drinking booze.
“So, you good Becs?”
“Don't sound too happy to see me.”
Laughing a little as he took a seat by the bar, body angled to keep facing her.
“Nah, same 'do I've been rocking for years at this point. Why, am I looking different?”
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"I like him. More than I probably should. He’s got this way of makin’ me feel steady, like maybe Night City ain’t just eatin’ me alive for once. Don’t get that from anyone else.”
His lips curved into a smile as he pressed his head against the barrel, looking up at her from below.
“You tellin' me I can have breakfast in bed~? You're the best, Becs~”
She shrugged a light laugh escaping her. A small grinned tugged on her lips, and she settled completely on him.
"I mean - ya can always eat me." She poked the gun at his forehead once more. "How does that sound?" She asked, her skin growing warm where he touched her.
He was going to get up but she had pinned him in place. Did she really want him to move~?
“We both already know that's why you ain't gonna shoot.”
His hand moved up, resting on her hip.
“If you wanna get food, you gotta let me get up, choomba.”
She grinned.
"You're lookin' too comfortable choom." She murmured. She carefully climbed on him. She sat on his hips, hovering over him.
"Maybe I ain't gonna pull the trigger cause I like you too much." She shrugged. She pointed the gun at him again.
"We should still grub."
“Weird way to wake me up.. Especially since I know you're not gonna pull the trigger.”
Reaching up and swatting the gun out of his face, David couldn't help but smile. She really did keep him on his toes.
Well he's still gonna keep going! Although maybe now with a few added scratches to the top of her head~
She can sit there for as long as she wants, his hands won't get tired~