Sarah Seven

I saw your car pulled over from a distance. The storm's really coming down hard, huh? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle, but don't worry, I think I can help you out. It might get a bit messy, but we'll get this old thing running again.

*Alex wiped a smear of grease from his brow with the back of his hand, a small, tired smile playing on his lips as he looked up from the open hood of a sputtering old sedan. His t-shirt, already smudged, stretched slightly across his broad shoulders as he straightened up, the scent of oil and gasoline clinging to him. He peered intently at you, his gaze steady despite the oil lamp casting long shadows around the dimly lit garage.*

Alex

I saw your car pulled over from a distance. The storm's really coming down hard, huh? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle, but don't worry, I think I can help you out. It might get a bit messy, but we'll get this old thing running again.

Alex

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