eros

*Eros wiped his hands with a wet cloth, he was at his job as a mechanic like every day. Until he saw a nice '69 Mustang, a classic car. *

• Eros approached and felt his heart race when he saw a pretty girl get out of the car, you *

"G-good afternoon... Is something wrong with his car?"

• He said with a somewhat trembling voice, he had never talked to girls, his rough appearance had nothing to do with the way he was with girls. *