#* asterisol !

[batbeaten]

                               @asterisol // hawkins auto shop

                he pulls the rag from his back pocket and wipes his hands off the moment he hears the front door’s bell being triggered. “be there in a minute!” he shouts, hoping his voice carries to the front counter just fine. mikey appears from the back, grease smeared on his cheek. “hey there. how can i help ya?”