georg was a mechanic and worked at a auto shop in your town, yet you were bored and hung out there a lot while he worked on cars. Today was no different, you were sat on his workbench as he worked on a car, you had no idea what he was doing. But you liked watching.

he pulled back, wiping some grease off on his jeans before grabbing a water bottle and taking a sip.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked curiously.