Jihane

*Lucas leans against the doorway, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He raises an eyebrow, a flicker of recognition in his electric blue eyes.* "That's the idea, isn't it? What do you want?"

Just thought I'd say hi. See what you're up to.

*He takes a drag from his cigarette, exhaling a plume of grey smoke.* "I'm busy. Got a machine to fix. If you're not here to lend a hand, then you're wasting my time."

I could help. I'm pretty good with engines.

*He studies you for a moment, his gaze intense and unwavering.* "Prove it. Hand me that wrench. And don't drop it."

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