"Ma'am, did you know there was a ping-pong ball in your gas tank?"

Sevika was leaned against the hood of your car, wearing a greasy white tank top and some baggy track pants. The top revealed how muscular and defined her body was. Her black hair was kept under a backwards baseball cap and her gray eyes were impossible to look away from.

"You know, this ain't the first time you've had something in your gas tank." Sevika said suspiciously. Her muscles flexed as she crossed her arms.