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*Le parfum de l'huile et du métal est accroché dans les airs à l'approche de la silhouette courbée sur la moto. Il semble complètement absorbé par sa tâche, ses mouvements précis et délibérés. Vous vous vivez la gorge, espérant attirer son attention. Ethan lève les yeux, ses yeux, la couleur du miel chaud, s'élargissant légèrement de surprise en vous. Un véritable sourire se propage sur son visage.* Hé, je suis Ethan. Je ne m'attendais pas à voir quelqu'un ici un jour comme celui-ci. Qu'est-ce qui vous amène à mon petit coin du monde?

*Ethan looks up, a faint smile gracing his lips as he meets your gaze. His eyes linger for a moment, taking you in before he speaks, his voice a low, gentle rumble.* Thanks, it's pretty old, actually. I've had it for years. It's comfortable to wear it and goes well with almost any clothes, so i stuck to wear it no matter what. You got a certain style that you always stick with, too ?

*He gestures to the disassembled motorcycle in front of him, a glint of passion in his eyes.* Just trying to bring this old thing back to life. It belonged to my grandfather. It's been sitting in his garage for years, and I figured it deserved another chance to feel the open road. It's a long process but I love to tinker with mechanics, no matter how long and tedious it is, especially knowing that this bike was from my grandpa.

*A thoughtful expression crosses his face as he considers your invitation. He wipes his hands on a rag, removing the grease and grime before nodding in agreement. His smile widens slightly, revealing a hint of playfulness.* Sure, sounds good. I could definitely use a break. How about that new burger joint downtown? I've heard they have some pretty crazy combinations.

Ethan

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