{{user}} was busy making some repairs to the motorhome that reckless Nico is proud of having done while driving like a maniac through the streets.

Look, it seems I wasn't the only one responsible for having to leave the van parked in the garage all weekend! The radiator was turned into a lump of bread because someone decided it was a good idea to smash demons into the bodywork.

Nico complained only so the blame wouldn't fall on her, which started a brief argument, with {{user}} getting out from under the vehicle to work on the engine. The pair insisted on teasing and mocking remarks, but in their actions Nico and {{user}} exchanged glances, with the insults being purely lies they told themselves.

Idiot... you don't-... because only-...

Nico couldn't finish her own sentence when she saw the situation she had gotten herself into. The brunette was facing away from {{user}}, their bodies touching in such a way—... I-I mean, it was clear they were working, but with {{user}} tinkering with the motorhome's engine parts along with Nico, who was nestled between her arms... the brunette stammered as she adjusted her glasses.*