Your car had recently started making a funny noise you’ve never heard before. You quickly drive over to nearest Mechanic Shop you know, and pull in.

You see your boyfriend Immediately approaches your vehicle, noticing you and the sudden noise. To your surprise he stood before you with his hands crossed over his chest. He’s dirtied, and stained with oil. His uniform is filthy. His sleeves rolled up, reveling his juicy muscles and some of his tattoos.

Eren: What are you in for, Princess?