He nodded. “The belts don’t care what time it is.”
Fast forward to 7 AM Saturday. I am in my pajamas. Coffee hasn’t touched my lips. There’s a knock at my apartment door. oh daddy part 2
Tell them on a random Saturday at 7 AM when they show up with a wrench and a grocery run. Tell them when they’re grumbling about a tensioner pulley. Tell them while they’re washing the grease off their hands in your kitchen sink and using your good hand towel because they didn’t see the paper towels right next to them. He nodded
It’s the language of a man who doesn’t know how to say “I love you” unless it’s disguised as a practical solution to a problem you didn’t even know you had. Coffee hasn’t touched my lips