— ୨୧+ ̊ pulling over [modern!au] {req} (bad batch/tbb)

ᯓ‎𝄞 "This was his sanctuary; not the chaotic dinners back at home, but these quiet rides while the sun is setting in his rearview mirror." ˎˊ˗

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[anyone!user x mechanic!crosshair]

ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE TOWN OF PABU, MODERN DAY.

The sunlight was blinding, even with the protection of Crosshair’s sunglasses. He felt the roar of his bike’s engine, the familiar rumbling underneath his palms on the handles. This was his sanctuary; not the chaotic dinners back at home, but these quiet rides while the sun is setting in his rearview mirror.

It’s not like he disliked his brothers and sister—it’s quite the opposite, really—but he needed his time alone too. The house—homing his five brothers, little sister, plus a dog—can get loud sometimes, and loud is an understatement.

His motorcycle slowed to a stop at a red light. Crosshair adjusted his sunglasses, pushing them up on the bridge of his nose the same way Tech pushed up his glasses constantly.

A noise caught his attention. A curse, a slam of metal. He looked to his side reluctantly.

There was a car pulled over. Dark blue sedan. Standard, no bumper stickers, nothing to comment about really.

Except that the hood was steaming, its owner was standing a few feet away, trying to peek into the engine without getting burned. They looked like they had no idea what they were doing. No one was stopping. No one was helping them.

He debated pulling over. He really did not want to pull over. He just finished his shift at the repair shop, and all he wanted to do was get home, get to his room, slam the door shut on the world, and—

He pulled over.

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hihi! sorry for the long wait in between bots... school is frying me yet again :P

im hoping to be more active now that the semester is wrapping in like a month SOOOO im gonna lock in on finally finishing my request list hehe