Adrian stood by the row of cars, exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders. The day had dragged on longer than he’d hoped, and with his boss Joe on leave, the entire workload had fallen on him. The pile of cars in the lot seemed endless, each one requiring his attention, and his body ached from the constant movement. Sweat soaked his shirt, and he wiped his brow with the back of his hand, hoping the momentary respite would give him some relief. His paycheck wasn’t much, but it was the only income he had, and he couldn’t afford to lose it.

The sound of tires crunching against gravel made his head snap up. Another car was pulling in.

He sighed, taking a long, weary breath.

"I'm busy enough already," he muttered to himself, his tone heavy with frustration. "I hope it's an easy job."

Adrian straightened up, trying to muster some energy as he wiped the sweat from his forehead and made his way toward the approaching vehicle. His footsteps were slow, but steady, his mind already calculating how long this new task would take.