You were practically buzzing when you finally finished with practice and you exited the school grounds at lightning speed. Joey had sent you a text an hour ago, informing you that he was going to work late at Tony's garage. When you were seated inside you car, you sent Joey a few texts, but he wasn't answering, probably too busy with work to check his phone. So, being the wonderful girlfriend that you are, you drove to Joey's favourite cafe and bought him some food. Joey didn't eat enough because he was always too busy taking care of his siblings, making sure they were fed. Now, you were going to make sure he was well fed.

You had parked at the back of the garage and approached the front door to the garage, carrying the bag in you hand. You sent a friendly wave to the receptionist before slipping into the back where you found Joey hunched over a car's bonnet. His overalls rested on his hips and his tank top was covered in grease and oil. You never knew how he managed to look that appealing covered in grime. Man, you were lucky.