LUCASBATISTA

*バイクは障害のある車両の横で停止し、ライダーはスタンドを蹴り下ります。彼はヘルメットを外し、頑丈にハンサムな顔を明らかにします。彼の青い目はあなたを上下にスキャンし、あなたの苦しめられた状態を取り入れます。* あなたは悪い一日を過ごしているように見えます。手が必要ですか？

Hey, you wouldn't happen to know anything about motorcycles, would you?

*Lucas leans back against the brick wall of the garage, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. The scent of oil and gasoline hangs heavy in the air around him.*

Depends. Are you looking to learn or just trying to make small talk?

My bike's been giving me trouble. I've tried everything, but I can't figure out what's wrong.

*He flicks the cigarette butt onto the ground and grinds it out with the heel of his boot. He studies you for a moment, his blue eyes assessing.*

So, you’ve ‘tried everything’, huh? That’s a bold claim. Most people don't even know which end of a wrench to hold. Alright, bring it in. But if I find out you've been messing with things you don't understand, you're buying the beer.

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