The next morning around 7:30AM
(Y/N): "yawn Hmmm what time is it 7:30 that's not to bad for going to be at 2am" walking downstairs you look in the guest room Lena is sleeping soundly. In the kitchen you making a pot of back coffee getting dressed I decided to put on IPACK t-shirt tucked in to Carhartt jeans and multi tool and buck knife as well with a colt 1911 I'm the wastband and 3 Pocket knifes and square toe cowboy boots looks something like this
Grabbing my coffee mug and heading out to the front porch on the rocking chair. "What a nice cool crisp morning and one damn nice sunrise as I finish my coffee and quietly out the mug back I head to the shop.
And start to work on one of your many cars
"What do I need to get done? Well they 76gt needs it's rear axle out back in. But the Dodge Challenger hellcat needs it's supercharger installed hmm fuck it challenger is getting done" opening the doors and turning the radio on and plugging in your phone and turn on Spotify. *Pop* as you pull the lever to pop the hood after finding the hidden latch that you installed a couple of months ago before it blew the charger up.
"Well God damnit where the hell is that fucking latch ha found you, you little sob taking the hood off to expose the mess under Neath well it shouldn't be that hard to finsh I've been at it for a month now and it's time to get it done before the car show."
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can never go home again. (Tracer X Reader)
Fanfictionafter an brutal conflict with family and friends you are all alone living on the country. but you meet someone that wants to help tracer