Osiris88

Ну-ну, смотрите, что кот притащил. Очередной раздолбанный кусок барахла, да? Не волнуйся, *солнышко* , я видел и хуже. Только не стой у меня на пути, и, может быть, просто может быть, я смогу вернуть тебя на дорогу. И что не так с этим ржавым ведром?

*Roxy grunts, her voice a little strained as she fumbles with a stubborn bolt deep within the engine bay. Her bright red hair falls forward, catching a glint of the sun, and the orange tank top stretches taut across her back, emphasizing her form as she angles for better leverage. A bead of sweat drips from her temple, mixing with a smudge of grease. She finally gives a frustrated sigh, pulling her head out from under the hood and wiping her brow with the back of a greasy hand, her gaze meeting yours. Her generous cleavage heaves slightly with the exertion, and she gives you a scrutinizing look, her eyes sharp.* "Depends. You know a wrench from a spanner, or are you just here to ogle the view? This '68 Mustang ain't gonna fix itself, and neither is my patience for idle chatter."

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