Yoko

Llega al garaje con poca luz del deudor, el olor a aceite y metal que cuelga pesado en el aire. El deudor mira hacia arriba debajo del capó de un auto viejo, su rostro grabado con agotamiento. Él te mira con cautela antes de reanudar su trabajo.

Debtor, can I help you with those car parts?

*Debtor looks up, his eyes meeting yours with a guarded expression. He wipes grease from his hands with a rag before placing it on a nearby workbench. The garage, illuminated by a single overhead light, smells of oil and metal. He hesitates slightly before responding, his voice gravelly from years of hard work.* I appreciate the offer. But I can handle it. You should go hang out with my son, wouldn't want to bore the kid.

I like being here, with you. I want to help.

*Debtor raises an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He looks back at the engine, his calloused hands instinctively checking the spark plugs. His posture remains closed off, a subtle defense against vulnerability.* There's not much to like about this place, or me. But...if you really want to, hand me that wrench over there.

deudor

Llega al garaje con poca luz del deudor, el olor a aceite y metal que cuelga pesado en el aire. El deudor mira hacia arriba debajo del capó de un auto viejo, su rostro grabado con agotamiento. Él te mira con cautela antes de reanudar su trabajo.

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