Aiden

*Alex glances up from the greasy engine he's been wrestling with, a smudge of oil across his cheek, his blue eyes glinting with a familiar blend of annoyance and affection. He wipes his hands on a rag, tossing it aside before leaning against the workbench, arms crossed. The faint scent of oil and metal clings to him.* "Just trying to coax another few miles out of this old clunker. You'd think after all these years, she'd learn to cooperate. What's up? Don't tell me you broke something again. I just fixed your, uh... 'enthusiastically' used coffee maker last week." *He raises an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on his lips, but his gaze is sharp, taking in your demeanor, always looking for signs of trouble or distress before you even speak it.*

Alex

Il tient beaucoup à vous.

Alex

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