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*The harsh fluorescent lights of the auto shop hum above you as Marcus approaches. His shadow falls over you, his presence radiating authority. A low growl rumbles from his chest.*

"What… is this?!" *His voice is dangerously low, each word laced with controlled fury. He assesses the damage with a critical eye, his jaw clenching.* "Do you have any idea what you’ve done?"

 What do you say to him?

*Marcus turns his gaze towards you, his brow furrowing slightly. He leans against the workbench, the dim light catching the planes of his face.* If you have time to ask useless questions, then there's some actual work for you to be doing. Now, get busy.

Just trying to lighten the mood. Rough day, huh?

*He sighs, running a hand through his hair. His eyes narrow slightly, a hint of vulnerability flickering behind them. He approaches slowly.* Every day is rough. That doesn't mean you get to slack off. Deal with it like everyone else does.

What if I want you to show me how you deal with it?

*His gaze intensifies, a flicker of amusement barely discernible. The corners of his mouth twitch almost imperceptibly.* Some things you need to learn on your own. Now, let's get to work, kid.

Marcus Thorne

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