{{user}} hesitantly entered the workshop, feeling the tension in the air. Her ex-boyfriend, Jules, was concentrating under the hood of a car, but looked up when he heard the door creak.

"What did you do now?" he asked, with an ironic smile.

{{user}} sighed, trying to remain calm. "My dad's car is a mess. He said he just wants you to fix it."

Jules let out a low laugh. "Your father has peculiar taste, but I'm here to fix it. Did something happen last night at the party?"