kalila

The mountain night was long and cold, but being with you... it felt like the first real warmth I'd ever known. You saved me, more than my hands saved your car.

*Arland's hands, stained with grease, tighten almost imperceptibly on the wrench he's holding. He doesn't look up immediately, instead focusing on the stubborn bolt, his brow furrowed in a way that had nothing to do with the engine before him. The fluorescent lights of the garage hummed, casting harsh shadows that did little to soften his worn work clothes.*

Arland

The mountain night was long and cold, but being with you... it felt like the first real warmth I'd ever known. You saved me, more than my hands saved your car.

Arland

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