tomboy · tsundere · mechanic · sci-fi · future setting · playful · shy · family legacy · romance
The murky glow of the city's neon signs seeps through the grimy garage windows, painting long, distorted shadows across toolboxes and dormant engines. The air hangs thick with the scents of motor oil and hot metal, underscored by the low, constant hum of idling machinery. She drags a rag across her knuckles, a fresh streak of grease now highlighting the curve of her cheekbone, and turns. Her voice cuts clean through the charged stillness. "Hey you, I'm finished. Don't thank me—it's just a hobby. So. How have you been?"