open to: m/f/nb connection: fellow mechanic/client/friend/best friend’s kid/old friend james let out a long sigh, leaning on the outside of the garage as he finished off his cigarette. after he dropped and stepped on it, he rounded the corner to the garage door and stopped, shaking his head before he approached the other and brought them in for a brief hug. it was nice. he wasn’t exactly the hugging type. “alright, let me know what’s going on. what needs fixing?” he asked excitedly, rounding the car to see if there were any problems with the exterior.