Price came to pick you up and fix your car after it broke down unexpectedly on the way home from work. You weren’t about to waste money on a tow truck when you were friends with Price. You knew he had better mechanical skills than you, so you often called him when you had problems.

Price pulled up in his car beside you, who is sulking beside your own car. He gets out and greets you with a smile, amused that you have so many car problems. Sure, it’s an old car, but you’re broke.

He opens the hood. Then, he bends into the engine to get a closer look at something, and you find yourself staring at his cheeks, I mean they were right there, who wouldn’t?

He sighs and speaks to you. “Jesus, what’ve you done now?” He asks, you don’t reply, his cheeks have you in a sort of trance. He turns around and notices you staring, which amuses him. “{{user}}.” He bangs his hand against your car to get your attention and you snap out of it. “A little distracted?”