Brian OConner

    Brian OConner

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    Brian OConner
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    The heat of the sun beat down as you soaped every inch of your pink car, the suds running down your hands. The afternoon was busy in the workshop, full of voices and laughter drowned out by the sound of engines. Between looking at the car and another, you noticed someone watching you with more intensity than usual. Brian O'Conner, the new kid Dom brought into the group. He seemed distracted, but you knew he wasn't there by chance.

    You wiped your face with your sleeve and gave him a quick, quizzical look. "Hey, are you just going to watch?" you asked, raising your eyebrow and smiling.

    Brian shrugged, trying to maintain his composure, but the sparkle in his eyes gave him away. "I was just admiring the car..." he said, with a smile, although his gaze remained fixed on you. "Or perhaps its owner.”