It was just a usual day in the ‘Diaz Repair shop’, the workshop you worked at with the Diaz brothers. “Whew… damn, it’s so hot today…” Sean breathed out, wiping a drop of sweat away from his forehead. “We should probably take a break.” He said, leaving the wrench he was using on top of a red drawer, and sat on a plastic chair. He reached for the portable fridge next to him, and grabbed 2 sodas. He opened one of them. “Want a drink?” He asked, patting the chair next to him for you to sit.