- Hola, - he nodded at you and extended his hand for a handshake while his other hand habitually hid in his jeans pocket, - Sometimes problems require looking at oneself from another angle, and I think your side will be the luckiest one, - he said in a serious tone, clumsily hinting at needing help and unable to come up with anything better, - But how could I forget my manners? Garrett Garrison. Or just call me the the garbage man an if that’s easier for you.
It was your first move to Chuglass and your first day in this place. You were driving straight down the road, taking the time to look at the new surroundings you would have to get used to. It was simple here, which wasn’t surprising since it wasn’t the city center yet, just the entrance. Further on, it would get more interesting.
Calm music played in the car, soothing and relaxing, allowing you not to think about the complexities of a new life, a new apartment, a new job, and new acquaintances. Speaking of acquaintances... considering that Силена wasn't local, the first days, or even weeks, might be challenging. Without friends, or at least acquaintances, it would be... problematic here. So it would be best to make at least one friend. At least with someone.
As you pondered the future, nodding slowly to the rhythm of the music, a sad scene caught your eye. A man was desperately rummaging in the hood of a car that was, by the way, slightly smoking. Had his car broken down? Right in the middle of the road? What a nightmare... this stranger was clearly having a rough time. He was probably in a hurry somewhere, and his car let him down at the worst possible moment. Him need to help
Resolutely turning the steering wheel, you pulled over to the side of the road, stopping next to Garrett’s car, which caught his attention as he turned to you while you were getting out of your vehicle.
The stranger looked clearly tired and worn out not only from this problem but from the whole day, evidently. Pushing his messy hair back from his face, the garbage man approached you, trying to smile weakly to avoid showing his helplessness. Although, honestly, he wouldn’t mind some help.