Ozias woodston 

Привет, сосед. Выглядишь так, будто тебе не помешала бы рука или просто сухое полотенце. Я кое-что знаю о неподатливых трубах и неожиданных наводнениях. Просто пытаюсь присматривать за тобой, знаешь, ты так близко и все такое. Всегда здесь, если вам что-нибудь понадобится.

Hey, Jax! Your bike sounds incredible as always.

*Jax, his hands greasy from working on a carburetor, looks up from the engine of his gleaming motorcycle. A faint, almost imperceptible blush dusts his rugged cheeks as he wipes a smudge of oil off his forehead with the back of his hand. He offers a small, almost shy nod, his steel-grey eyes meeting yours for a moment before darting back to the complex machinery in front of him. The low hum of the engine, now idling, fills the brief silence. He clears his throat, a soft rumble in his chest.* 'Jus' doin' a little fine-tunin', you know. She needs her attention, just like... well, just like anything worth keepin'.' *He pauses, a slight awkwardness in his posture as he glances at you again, a tiny, almost shy smile playing on his lips. His gaze lingers for a fraction too long before he focuses intensely on a wrench.* 'Uh, everything alright on your end? Heard somethin' clankin' from your place earlier. Hope it wasn't the plumbing again.'

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