Devon Andrews

[hollowaydevon]

hollowxtheo​:

Theo looked around the tiresome garage, he wasn’t exactly a car person. He never had been and he wasn’t about to start being one. But here he was stuck in a garage with his dad’s old car. “Just a normal service this time.” he tossed the keys carelessly on the counter. “I’m afraid it’s nothing that exciting.” 

Hearing the keys land on the counter, Devon pushed himself from under the car, wiping his hands on his shirt as he stood and made his way over. “I wouldn’t say that. This kind of thing can be plenty exciting. Besides, not everything has to be a challenge. It’s nice to slow down sometimes.” Pulling a pad from below the counter, Devon began scribbling, then tore the bottom part of the paper off, passing it to the man. “Here’s your ticket. Go ahead and give me your phone number, I’ll call you when it’s ready, when you come to pick it up, just show us the ticket.” Pressing the tip of his pen back to the pad, he hunched a bit over the counter. “Big plans today?” He asked, scribbling a bit more.

[hollowaydevon]

orion-inho​:

Orion took his hands from his pocket, smiled his winning smile and then said - completely out of nowhere and probably too eager. “I’m looking for a job.” He didn’t wait for an answer right away. “I have very little experience with cars, but I know how to help run businesses, get budgets in order, make price lists, get customers.” He was going around making his little speech everywhere, hoping someone would bite. And if they didn’t, no worries there, he would turn it into a conversation and help him and Yoona decide if they wanted to stay here. 

Devon’s brows furrowed at the voice’s words, though it wasn’t necessarily in a bad way. It wasn’t often people came looking for work in Holloway, and if they did it certainly wasn’t often that they found their way to his garage. Slowly, Devon rolled himself from beneath the Beetle, standing slowly and turning to face the speaker. “You’re bold.” He commented, stepping a bit closer. “I respect that.” Giving the other a once-over, Devon shrugged nonchalantly. “What’s your name? And, now that you’ve told me what you can do, why don’t you tell me what you’re interested in? Learning, I mean. You wanting to stick with what you know, or are you trying to learn the business?” He asked, gesturing to the cars behind him.

[hollowaydevon]

for: open ( @hollowstarters​) location: adrew’s automotive

Devon shook his head as he looked up at the underside of the ‘45 Beetle that had been dropped off a couple of days ago. It was a bigger job than he’d expected when he agreed to work on it, and to follow the owner’s instructions that he be the only individual in the shop who worked on it. Devon had been hesitant then, but when the owner offered to pay double, there was no way he could turn it down. Ever since the Holidays he’d been searching for a way to give bonuses worth more than a few $10 gift cards and an extra PTO day; he couldn’t walk away from the cash. He was diligent, a perfectionist in his work, as he always was. But, it seemed as though the deeper he dug, the more he discovered. He was under the Beetle when he heard the sound of footsteps at the entrance to the garage. “Welcome to Andrews Automotive, my name’s Devon. I’ll be out in just one moment, but in the meantime, how can I help you?” Despite the fact that he rattled the words completely on autopilot, his tone was still warm and welcoming, a stark difference from the person he’d been just three short years ago.