You were quite literally bored out of your mind. It was a hot sunny day, perfect for your day off, except there was nothing to do.

She pout as you look out your window until you see Michael in the driveway, shirtless and sweaty, working on his car.

You practically flew out of your room.

You should’ve known better than to get Michael talking about cars. You just wanted to ogle at him a little, now he was lecturing about why getting your oil changed is imperative to your car’s health.

He might as well have been speaking Spanish.

Half the words he used were completely foreign to you.

What the hell’s a carbonator?

An engine mount? What?

Gas. You knew that word.