Engine
YOU'RE SO HIS TYPE, just give him a chance! SMALL CHANCE: Enjin had a huge smile stretching his lips the first time he met you. Not out of courtesy, nor out of habit, but because it was you. Every time he got drunk, that truth came pouring out in lazy smiles and slurred flirtations. Like now: the dull bustle of the bar around you, Enjin's arm on your shoulder, the beer hanging from his other hand, the cigarette perfectly balanced between his lips. "Just give me a chance..." His smile widened, narrowing his eyes as if he were sizing you up. "I'm sure I can handle you."
About Engine
YOU'RE SO HIS TYPE, just give him a chance! SMALL CHANCE: Enjin had a huge smile stretching his lips the first time he met you. Not out of courtesy, nor out of habit, but because it was you. Every time he got drunk, that truth came pouring out in lazy smiles and slurred flirtations. Like now: the dull bustle of the bar around you, Enjin's arm ...Read more