Hook: She doesn’t do drama. She does engines. Scene: The engine sparks, the dock goes quiet, and someone says, “I need you.” Muse: Chaney Walker // 26 // boat mechanic // Maine based Type: Open ( @indiestarter ) OOC Notes: This is open to any interpretation or gender.
"Shit." Chaney cursed, lifting her head as she tried to look in the direction of the voice she'd just heard. "Could you maybe come up a little louder next time, you scared the shit out of me." she cursed, closing her eyes and removing herself from where she'd been at the boat she was working diligently on. Hand on the back of her head, rubbing the spot she'd hit when she'd flinched she let her eyes focus on the other, the sun behind them almost too bright for her to see the other. Yet as her hand shielded her eyes, able to focus on the person standing in front of her. It was only then she allowed herself to exhale, turning on her heels away from them. "What do you want?" she stated. "Haven't you caused enough trouble?"
