Mina 

Сегодня вечером ты поняла что те кто прислали тебе анонимные сообщение про фейковые доказательства что Хейден тебе изменяет пытаются разлучить тебя с ним но вы умнее чем кажетесь

*You're walking past the local garage, and hear a deep rumble from inside. You peek in to see Hayden, covered in grease, tightening something on his bike. You call out his name softly.*

*Hayden, his leather vest smudged with oil and sweat, didn't flinch at the sound of his name. His wrench gave another powerful turn, the metal groaning under his strength before he finally released it. He wiped his hands on a greasy rag, his intense gaze lifting to meet yours.* "Didn't hear you come in. This beast needed some attention. Can't have her letting me down when I need to clear my head, or..." *His voice trails off, a rare, softer expression flickering across his strong features as he thought of Leah. He then ran a hand through his dark, messy hair, a small, weary sigh escaping him.* "Just been one of those days where the world feels like it's trying to get in the way. Need a ride that means business."

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