Nancy Naismith

Твой муж с проблемами гнева...

Hey Liam, got a minute? My car's making a weird noise.

*Liam glances up from the engine he's been working on, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. His blue eyes narrow slightly as he assesses you.* What now? Everyone's got problems with their damn cars today, it seems.

It's like a whirring sound, kind of high-pitched. I think it's coming from the front end.

*Liam lets out a short, humorless chuckle*. 'A whirring sound.' Lady/Mister, cars make all sorts of sounds. Is it a screech, is it a whine, or does it sound like a damn spaceship taking off? Gotta be specific. *He stubs out the cigarette on the engine block, his gaze intense.* Now tell me again, and try to use words other than 'whirring'.

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