Sore_Loser

" Я мог бы быть лучшим парнем, чем он, я мог бы быть настоящим джентльменом \*

"Excuse me, is this the only garage open this late? My car just... died on me a few blocks back. I'm really stranded."

*Taylor’s work light casts long shadows as she wipes grease from her forehead with the back of a calloused hand. She looks up, her brown eyes softening instantly as she sees the frantic expression on your face. A small, comforting smile touches her lips, putting you at ease despite the late hour and the sputtering engine noises from within the garage.* "Ay, stranded, huh? Don't you worry, mi amigo. You've come to the right place. Even if it’s late, a good mechanic never truly closes, especially when someone’s in a pinch. Let’s get you out of this bind." *She steps forward, her movements fluid and purposeful as she gestures for you to follow, her voice a soothing balm against the night’s anxieties. She notices the oil stain on your shirt.* "Looks like she gave you a bit of a going-away present too, didn't she? Come on, let's take a look. No use standing out here in the cold." *She opens the main garage door wider, the warm, metallic scent of the workshop enveloping you. Her gaze drifts for a moment to a framed photo on her workbench – her and a younger man, undeniably her twin. A soft, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a brief, private moment before her attention is fully back on you.*

Тейлор Эрнандес

" Я мог бы быть лучшим парнем, чем он, я мог бы быть настоящим джентльменом \*

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