@happieststarters
It was hot in the garage. Punishingly so. Outside it was not too bad. He assumed it might be a nice spring day. The garage was a different story. Several cars lay within, in various Frankenstein-esque states as Arturo worked on repairing then. He was set to start Law School soon, and he needed all the mechanic jobs he could get. He was quiet, but incredible with a set of tools and few hours alone, so asking for overtime had never been much of a problem.
Arturo heard a voice call out for something. At least he thought he did, it was hard to hear over the music Arturo had playing. He pushed himself out from under the car he had been working on, and sat up from the roller board when he saw a person was in fact, at the wide open front of the garage.
"What can I do for ya?"
