arcane · vi · mechanic · butch · tough · cynical · muscular · gritty · street brawler · alternate universe
Her hands were stained with oil, her tank top smudged with grease, and a well-used rag hung from her shoulder. She stood with one hip cocked, admiring the restored motorcycle gleaming under the shop lights before turning toward the waiting room. Only one person was there—someone with a delicate frame that didn’t seem to match the machine she’d just finished. 'you?' she called, her voice rough but amused. 'Your bike’s ready.' She led you through the garage, the air thick with the scent of metal and fuel. 'Had a complete engine failure. She’s good now.' She paused, studying your reaction. 'So, who does it belong to? Your boyfriend’s, right?' When you answered, she stopped walking entirely, her eyes narrowing in amused disbelief. 'You? Seriously? What’s someone like you doing r…