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Text Maui
Sharna: Well you know me, I'm always good, just trying to stay out of trouble and making sure others are too. You?
Maui: Of course, wouldn't be you if you weren't. Me? I'm good. Currently waiting on an order to arrive
Sharna: I wouldn't be me if I wasn't good? I mean if I recall correctly I haven't always been good. And you know that ;)
Sharna: What sort of order?
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Sharna: hey it's been a hot minute.
Maui: it has. how are things?
Sharna: Well you know me, I'm always good, just trying to stay out of trouble and making sure others are too. You?
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Sharna: hey it's been a hot minute.
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Like what | Sharna
“ don’t talk about yourself like that . ” - Sharna
“Like what? Saying the truth? You prefer me to lie than?”
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“Oh no you don’t do that, don’t beat yourself up, when people care about you.”
Vanessa hadn’t gone into town with the explicit purpose of tailing Shank to the Castle Café, but after spotting her at a distance and realising that she hadn’t seen her for a while, she had made the decision to tail her all the way to the café. Man, she was getting really good at this whole sneaking around and silently watching people thing. Oliver would be proud.
Of course, she had no nefarious purposes for following Sharna, she simply wanted to say hi. And maybe tell her that she was planning on actually getting her driver’s licence soon (being scolded by a stranger for not having one might have escalated her plans slightly) and ask if she wanted to help. She would have asked Sven, but he had a tendency to take the whole dad thing a little too seriously at times, and she was still a little too intimidated by Cruz to ask her to help with something like that. “Hi!” Vanessa greeted brightly, tilting her head to the side. “What do you mean by ‘dress to impress your own family’?”
She didn’t want to disappoint one more person in her life and she couldn’t tell Vanessa, that she was in jail, convicted of a few really bad things and then how she basically sold herself out to Hayden to get the charges dropped. Not to mention her family practically disowning her for her jail time, and her life of just wrongdoings in the name of speed.
“Oh well my mother she’s very hard to please when it comes to appearances, I usually am the black sheep at family events because I usually have some sort of grease stain on my clothes”
Not a total lie, but not the whole truth.
“Oh. Alright then.” Had she been trying to make a joke? That was the driest sarcasm he had ever heard, and he used to work for Sykes. He skimmed over the form she handed him and started filling out the top bit when he heard the thnk of the hood of his car being opened. Without asking first. He felt mildly violated, like she’d just ripped his shirt off. “Hey hey woah, I know she’s beautiful but buy her dinner firtht!” He jogged over, almost dropping the paperwork. “You can check out the engine if you want, but it’th jutht the braketh. They were thqueaking a bit and I wanted to get them checked out.”
“sorry I’ve not been around people for a while mainly just working in the shop and going home because of circumstances” she said before looking at the engine just to be safe “when I work on the car, I am like a doctor okay, I have to check all the areas and then focus on the main problem as to not over look any other issues. And trust me, your car, she’s not my type.” she said sweetly to him before saying ‘if you want to leave her here I’ll have her done in a few hours”
“Oh I see, that can be an easy mistake, maybe next time you can dress it up in something pink with bows on it, I doubt they would steal it next time if it looked like that” not that he ever wanted her to get robbed again but was merely being playful and on the joking side of things; “That it does, but I meant before you walked in here like how was it outside? Was it raining or was it cold?”
“Can you picture me with anything pink?” she said crossing her arms walking with him again “it was chilly but alright.”
“Yes mom, yes I”ll be there on Thursday night...I know I’ll dress nice-ish...” she said looking at her grease covered hands and then back to the reflection in the mirror “okay I’ll work on it, yes love you too.” she said before ending the call and looking at her stained clothing “I don’t have anything nice to wear...” Washing her hands and drying them on a clean shop towel she heading into the shopping area of the town. But not before stopping at Castle Cafe for some coffee muttering to herself “why do I have to dress to impress my own family?” she said loud enough for the person next to her to hear.
“Well they don’t sound very bright especially since there is hardly any money in wrenches.” looking around at the atmosphere they were in and to make sure that no other customers were waiting and that it was okay to have a conversation with the other before responding; “Ah-… I see what you did there-… lovely to meet you too-… I’ll show you to where those things are” turning to exit the isle they were in; “How is the weather out there? I haven’t been outside since this morning”
“Oh no the box they stole they thought it looked like a safe mainly because it was an old one I had lying around.” she said jokingly before looking at the man “Well the weather is well you know the weather it changes a lot.” she said walking with him.
A woman with dark hair and an apparent affinity for classic rock came over from the garage door. “Oh, you’re over there.” Appointment? Shit, it was always something. This place was either way higher quality or way smaller of an operation than he thought. “I’m thorry, I wathn’t aware of that, I should’ve called ahead.” Normally he would have left it at that - he was usually a bit more of a pushover in the Keith persona - but he’d made Tic Tac drive all this way with squeaking brakes, and damned if he was going to make her make that trip again. “Lithen, honethtly I know what the problem ith and I know how to fixth it, and the only reathon I came here wath becauthe I don’t have a thuitable lift at home, and it’th my only day off thith week… Here,” he started leafing some cash out of his wallet, ”I’ll pay you what it would cotht pluth exthtra if you jutht give me half an hour in here to fixth her.”
Sharna couldn't help but giggle at the man when he said that he could fix it himself and should have made an appointment she figured her sarcasm was evident in her comment about making an appointment but apparently not. She walked over to the man and held out her hand saying "no no need for the extra money I can fix it no worries just relax and it'll be ok" she walked over to the register and handed him a form to fill out " okay just fill in your basics here and I'll take a look at this beautiful car" she said smirking before opening the hood and looking inside.
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Keith was currently driving Tic Tac, his 1967 Jaguar E-Type, down to Hankes Body Shop. He’d noticed her brakes squeaking the other day and was taking her in to get it checked out.
He would really prefer to fix it himself, but since The Incident three years back his resources had become limited. He’d been allowed to keep his cars, but he didn’t have access to the old garage where he had his good tools. He would have bought more, but it’s hard to invest in several thousands (tens of thousands, really) of dollars worth of tools when you’re getting paid just above the salary of a normal go-kart center manager.
He parked in the small lot outside the building, walked up and knocked on the door to the office. “H’lo? Thomeone in there?”
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Sharna was working on a 1970 Plymouth AAR 'Cuda, it was green with a black racing stripe on side, it was for her friend and she knew that it would take a while to get it back into the shape that it should be. She looked at the engine, over and over again, “Well I suppose you will take a few more days until you are back to the way it’s supposed to be.” she said closing the hood and looking at the green monster before her. “You are a right, trouble maker aren’t you?” she said to the car again before hearing someone knocking on the door, she turned down the AC/DC and walked over to the door wiping her hands off with the rag “Um hello, by appointment only, sorry..”
“They broke into your store just for wrenches? That sounds oddly specific? Maybe we have a wrench bandicoot on our hands!” He didn’t know where she worked but there were some people out there - like the people that stole from her - that could be odd in their day to day activities; “I’m Sven by the way! Did I say that before?”
“They thought it was money but jokes on them, it was just a lot of wrenches.” she said chuckling “right I believe they will be rather toolish when they find out, they are screwed” she said blushing embarrassingly at her pun. “I’m Sharna, lovely to meet you.”
