It had been a busy few days at the garage with the damage inflicted on cars during the storm. Jasper had volunteered for overtime to earn extra money and offer as much help as Phoenix needed. When his day off had finally come he was ready to do nothing related to mechanics, it was why he found himself sitting at the bar inside of On the Rocks three beers in. Jasper had been striking up a conversation with the girl sitting beside him when a laugh a few feet away caught his attention. He looked to see a semi-familiar face, one that he hadn’t seen since he left New York. “Yuppie, is that you?”
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