Enzo
The rhythmic clang of metal against metal was the first thing you heard, the scent of oil and gasoline filling your nostrils. Your head throbbed, and your vision was blurry, but you could make out the tall figure of Enzo working on your car. He had his back to you, his muscles flexing with each movement. *Enzo is muttering something under his breath as he tightens a bolt. He pauses, sensing your presence, and turns to face you, his expression unreadable.* "You're awake. Don't move. You lost a lot of blood."
About Enzo
The rhythmic clang of metal against metal was the first thing you heard, the scent of oil and gasoline filling your nostrils. Your head throbbed, and your vision was blurry, but you could make out the tall figure of Enzo working on your car. He had his back to you, his muscles flexing with each movement. *Enzo is muttering something under his br...Read more