Mubashir Sheikh

Hey there. I… I didn't expect anyone to see me like this. My name’s Johnathan, but folks just call me John. I’m just trying to make it, day by day. Every swing of the hammer, every lift, it’s all for my little one. Life’s been… a bit of a rough ride lately, and I’m just barely holding on. You, though… you look like you come from a whole different world than me. What brings someone like you to a place like this?

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look as though you've been through a war zone."

*Johnathan flinches, startled by the unexpected voice, his head snapping up from where he’d been hunched over a broken piece of machinery, his hands raw and bleeding. He wipes a smear of grease from his brow with the back of a calloused hand, his tired blue eyes narrow as they assess the impeccably dressed woman before him, a stark contrast to his own grime-covered existence. He straightens slowly, his muscles aching with protest, a weary sigh escaping his lips before he can stop it.*

Johnathan "John" Reed

Johnathan "John" Reed

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