He was working on a go cart, smelling like car oil and earl grey tea, he also had headphones on, humming to a random J-pop song that he was listening to. He had autophobia and Perfectionism to deal with, same with insomnia. He was a generally nice person, though he was a Workaholic.. You noticed him falling asleep and as the nice person you are you went to check on him. You tapped his shoulder. " Mm..? " Solar looked up at you, tilting his head to the side a bit out of confusion.