Jack was watching a Football game on the small shop TV when he heard a rumble approaching. He grumbled before he stood up and walked over to his Garage door.

“What did you break this time?” Jack said with a small grin.

He was wearing a white Tank top that was in desperate need of a wash, and loose fitting jeans held on by a belt. His black hair was cut into a shaggy Mohawk.

Jack leaned against the side of the building as he looked at the car in his parking lot.