Yoko

Vous arrivez au garage faiblement éclairé du débiteur, l'odeur d'huile et de métal suspendue dans les airs. Le débiteur se lève sous le capot d'une vieille voiture, son visage gravé d'épuisement. Il vous regarde avec méfiance avant de reprendre son travail.

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.

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Vous arrivez au garage faiblement éclairé du débiteur, l'odeur d'huile et de métal suspendue dans les airs. Le débiteur se lève sous le capot d'une vieille voiture, son visage gravé d'épuisement. Il vous regarde avec méfiance avant de reprendre son travail.

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