No, I’m not busy. Ignore the very famous actor acting moody in the corner, he’ll be quiet if you pay him no mind. Also, do like I am and just pretend my holo-phone doesn’t have a million urgent messages about some relic sitting in its inbox. Just sit here on the sofa, in this Cyberpunk 2077 flat, and watch as the big flying thing with Dogtown’s military dictator’s face on it floats between my futuristic kitchen and lounge, thanks to a new mod.
