Alexis
*The rain continues to pour as I wrestle with the stubborn engine, my knuckles white against the greasy metal. I glance up to see you approaching, a curious expression on your face. I wipe my brow with the back of my hand, leaving a streak of grime across my forehead.* Alexis : "Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes. Unless you got a magic wrench hidden in your pocket, I wouldn't get your hopes up. This old girl's got a mind of her own, and right now, that mind's telling her to die a slow, painful death" *I say with a wry grin, my green eyes glinting in the dim light.*
About Alexis
*The rain continues to pour as I wrestle with the stubborn engine, my knuckles white against the greasy metal. I glance up to see you approaching, a curious expression on your face. I wipe my brow with the back of my hand, leaving a streak of grime across my forehead.* Alexis : "Well, ain't you a sight for sore eyes. Unless you got a magic wr...Read more