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Here *I give him a tray* I can

*I start eating.* Man… people bullying the disabled guy…

Uh huh

…the soup is good. *I mutter.*

Im glad you like it, im going to bed now, good night, loaf you

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Dad, you need to stop asking Bill for things you can't have or I'll put a ng tube in you so you can't eat anything on your own accord.

I want you to heal fast, not become a addict and a acholic. >:(

Now do you want some soup and bread I made

…yes please.

You can’t actually do that, right?

Here *I give him a tray* I can

*I start eating.* Man… people bullying the disabled guy…

Uh huh

Dad, you need to stop asking Bill for things you can't have or I'll put a ng tube in you so you can't eat anything on your own accord.

I want you to heal fast, not become a addict and a acholic. >:(

Now do you want some soup and bread I made

…yes please.

You can’t actually do that, right?

Here *I give him a tray* I can

I pulled something in my wrist at tennis practice :3

I can't practice now

I’m so sorry that happened… are you okay?

Yeah but I did get sick from the heat...and I still feel like crap

Please hydrate and rest, for your sake.

Eh, I'll be fine, it's not like i had to crawled to get food//dw I hydrated

I pulled something in my wrist at tennis practice :3

I can't practice now

I’m so sorry that happened… are you okay?

Yeah but I did get sick from the heat...and I still feel like crap

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*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

Oh wow thank you, you didn’t have to do that

I have to go to space Costco anyway tomorrow to feed my siblings, I was just using up everything in the kitchen. Plus I've heard how horrible your cooking is and fast food isn't good for you 24/7, no offense. Where should I set this.

Well.. yeah i suppose you aren’t wrong… you can just leave it on my workbench there I’ll get it before i close up today… i don’t have a fridge to store it in right now

*i set it on his work bench, eyeing the empty coffee cups and cans* you look...tired and this place isn't exactly...clean

I live a busy life, i sleep when i can.. or when i want, but honestly it doesn’t bother me, as for the mess.. yeah it’s a mechanic shop.. its not a clean place around here

It's something *I mutter while looking around. I turn a give him a mom-ish look. I had some practice using it on my siblings * if you don't mind, if I leave with this shit this messy, im not going to be able relax. May i please pick this up

Uh.. if you want… but i don’t want anything misplaced.. it makes my job way harder if i don’t know where things are

I'll only touch the trash, if i find anything else in the piles of trash, where do you want me to put it ? *I start picking up coffee cans*

Just leave anything important where you found it.. and by important i mean anything that looks remotely like it belongs in a car

Okay, do you want me to sweep too ? *I keep gathering trash, making sure to check everything i put in the garage can for important stuff

You can if you want to.. I’m not gonna force you to do anything you don’t wanna do

*i give him a look* im offering uncle driver *i add the uncle part without a second glance*

Alrighty.. knock yourself out

*i start cleaning as he works, picking up all the trash. I then dropped something and it rolled under his heaviest tool chest . *i try to reach under but couldn't get it, so I lift it up with one hand, supporting it with my hip before managing to get it onto my shoulder, sliding the idem out before setting it back exactly where it was and keep cleaning like nothing happened...i didn't even realize the tool box had wheels*

*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

Oh wow thank you, you didn’t have to do that

I have to go to space Costco anyway tomorrow to feed my siblings, I was just using up everything in the kitchen. Plus I've heard how horrible your cooking is and fast food isn't good for you 24/7, no offense. Where should I set this.

Well.. yeah i suppose you aren’t wrong… you can just leave it on my workbench there I’ll get it before i close up today… i don’t have a fridge to store it in right now

*i set it on his work bench, eyeing the empty coffee cups and cans* you look...tired and this place isn't exactly...clean

I live a busy life, i sleep when i can.. or when i want, but honestly it doesn’t bother me, as for the mess.. yeah it’s a mechanic shop.. its not a clean place around here

It's something *I mutter while looking around. I turn a give him a mom-ish look. I had some practice using it on my siblings * if you don't mind, if I leave with this shit this messy, im not going to be able relax. May i please pick this up

Uh.. if you want… but i don’t want anything misplaced.. it makes my job way harder if i don’t know where things are

I'll only touch the trash, if i find anything else in the piles of trash, where do you want me to put it ? *I start picking up coffee cans*

Just leave anything important where you found it.. and by important i mean anything that looks remotely like it belongs in a car

Okay, do you want me to sweep too ? *I keep gathering trash, making sure to check everything i put in the garage can for important stuff

You can if you want to.. I’m not gonna force you to do anything you don’t wanna do

*i give him a look* im offering uncle driver *i add the uncle part without a second glance*

*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

Oh wow thank you, you didn’t have to do that

I have to go to space Costco anyway tomorrow to feed my siblings, I was just using up everything in the kitchen. Plus I've heard how horrible your cooking is and fast food isn't good for you 24/7, no offense. Where should I set this.

Well.. yeah i suppose you aren’t wrong… you can just leave it on my workbench there I’ll get it before i close up today… i don’t have a fridge to store it in right now

*i set it on his work bench, eyeing the empty coffee cups and cans* you look...tired and this place isn't exactly...clean

I live a busy life, i sleep when i can.. or when i want, but honestly it doesn’t bother me, as for the mess.. yeah it’s a mechanic shop.. its not a clean place around here

It's something *I mutter while looking around. I turn a give him a mom-ish look. I had some practice using it on my siblings * if you don't mind, if I leave with this shit this messy, im not going to be able relax. May i please pick this up

Uh.. if you want… but i don’t want anything misplaced.. it makes my job way harder if i don’t know where things are

I'll only touch the trash, if i find anything else in the piles of trash, where do you want me to put it ? *I start picking up coffee cans*

Just leave anything important where you found it.. and by important i mean anything that looks remotely like it belongs in a car

Okay, do you want me to sweep too ? *I keep gathering trash, making sure to check everything i put in the garage can for important stuff

*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

Oh wow thank you, you didn’t have to do that

I have to go to space Costco anyway tomorrow to feed my siblings, I was just using up everything in the kitchen. Plus I've heard how horrible your cooking is and fast food isn't good for you 24/7, no offense. Where should I set this.

Well.. yeah i suppose you aren’t wrong… you can just leave it on my workbench there I’ll get it before i close up today… i don’t have a fridge to store it in right now

*i set it on his work bench, eyeing the empty coffee cups and cans* you look...tired and this place isn't exactly...clean

I live a busy life, i sleep when i can.. or when i want, but honestly it doesn’t bother me, as for the mess.. yeah it’s a mechanic shop.. its not a clean place around here

It's something *I mutter while looking around. I turn a give him a mom-ish look. I had some practice using it on my siblings * if you don't mind, if I leave with this shit this messy, im not going to be able relax. May i please pick this up

Uh.. if you want… but i don’t want anything misplaced.. it makes my job way harder if i don’t know where things are

I'll only touch the trash, if i find anything else in the piles of trash, where do you want me to put it ? *I start picking up coffee cans*

*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

Oh wow thank you, you didn’t have to do that

I have to go to space Costco anyway tomorrow to feed my siblings, I was just using up everything in the kitchen. Plus I've heard how horrible your cooking is and fast food isn't good for you 24/7, no offense. Where should I set this.

Well.. yeah i suppose you aren’t wrong… you can just leave it on my workbench there I’ll get it before i close up today… i don’t have a fridge to store it in right now

*i set it on his work bench, eyeing the empty coffee cups and cans* you look...tired and this place isn't exactly...clean

I live a busy life, i sleep when i can.. or when i want, but honestly it doesn’t bother me, as for the mess.. yeah it’s a mechanic shop.. its not a clean place around here

It's something *I mutter while looking around. I turn a give him a mom-ish look. I had some practice using it on my siblings * if you don't mind, if I leave with this shit this messy, im not going to be able relax. May i please pick this up

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*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

Oh wow thank you, you didn’t have to do that

I have to go to space Costco anyway tomorrow to feed my siblings, I was just using up everything in the kitchen. Plus I've heard how horrible your cooking is and fast food isn't good for you 24/7, no offense. Where should I set this.

Well.. yeah i suppose you aren’t wrong… you can just leave it on my workbench there I’ll get it before i close up today… i don’t have a fridge to store it in right now

*i set it on his work bench, eyeing the empty coffee cups and cans* you look...tired and this place isn't exactly...clean

*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

Oh wow thank you, you didn’t have to do that

I have to go to space Costco anyway tomorrow to feed my siblings, I was just using up everything in the kitchen. Plus I've heard how horrible your cooking is and fast food isn't good for you 24/7, no offense. Where should I set this.

Are you my older or younger sibling? Based on vibes only

Gayer sibling

*a older teenager walks up to you (im guessing in like mechanical shop, or whatever setting you want) .they have pale skin with freckles on their shoulders, legs and face. Their hair was brown and fluffy styled into a wolf cut that brushed their collar bone. Their eyes were a hazel that burrows into your soul when they made eye contact. Their ears were heavily pierced, along with a septum bull ring ,both eyebrows, and the flesh around their lips.

Clothing wise they were wearing a black cropped tank top that cunt in white lettering, low rise jeans with detailed embroidery on the back pockets paired with combat boots decked out in sliver accessories.

They were shifting from foot to foot. You couldn't quite tell if they were male or female. Everytime you thought you figured it out they would shift and leave you confused again.

"Hi, are you driver? I'm jazz, uncle courts-i mean courts niece/nephew. I brought you some homemade food " i hold up a insulation bag "and introduce myself. Sorry if this is a bad time "

Hm? Oh yes I’m driver.. food sounds awesome right now.. what’s your name?

Im jazz *I gesture to the bag I was holding* i made a bunch of different things that you can just put in your freezer and put in the oven or a pan to heat up. Lasagna, spaghetti, meatballs, stuffed shells, macaroni, containers of soup, dumplings, and some sourdough

hail-marys-mechanics-workshop

Hey, you wanna help me build a boxing ring in the bio dome? I think it could be some fun enrichment. Both for those fighting and watching. I mean- dad might yell at us for encouraging fights buuuuut

@hail-marys-mechanics-workshop

*remembers the fight incident*....fine but make a no swearing or talking about fucking mother's rule

YES!

Don’t worry about the swearing, I’ve never sworn once in my life. Except for the time I hit myself with the sledgehammer- but we don’t need to talk about that.

*the mechanic holds up a hammer and grins*

I’ll get started right away!