fucking bmws. drew can't hide his distaste as he continues working on his girl's car. every auto shop either can't work on the car, or won't accept a new client. it's the most frustrating shit ever, leaving drew to measure up to the task. and he holds no qualms over doing something for his girl, but it's all so frustrating.

"can you just- hold the goddamn light straight?" drew huffs, looking over his shoulder at her as he works his jaw. bless her heart, she means well. but she's not helping much.

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