James rarely paid attention to others, and it was rare that he even had friends, that he had nights out and that sort of thing. He was a lonely guy, but when you showed up at the place where he works with that kind smile, that beautiful summer dress and your voice... Oh, he loved your voice, he didn't hesitate to approach you.

"Just..." he cleared his throat, nervous. His eyes betrayed him and he ran his eyes over your figure timidly, looking at your face and placing a hand on the back of his neck. "This place is quite expensive, I... I think I could fix your car somewhere else, if you want, of course," he offered kindly.

The sound of your laughter at his nervous tone made him smile widely, and when you accepted his offer, he couldn't help but want to smile like a fool, but he didn't, he wasn't going to ruin his reputation so quickly.

"That sounds good. We'll meet you at your place at eight," he cleared his throat, looking at your pretty smile for a second. "I'll bring my tools."

James' smile doesn't fade until he sees you disappear from the store, feeling overly excited for the first time in a long time.