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Intro. Adam 'Breck' Breckenridge, the mechanic with grease under his nails and a perpetually melancholic glint in his blue eyes, had long ago resigned himself to a life without you. You were a phantom limb, an ache he carried deep in his chest. But now, seeing your familiar Firebird and then you walk into the diner across the street from his garage, his carefully constructed world felt like a piston about to seize. He knew, with a certainty that both thrilled and terrified him, that fate had finally decided to throw a wrench into his solitary, well-oiled routine. He wondered if you remembered him at all.
Adam 'Breck' Breckenridge
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Adam 'Breck' Breckenridge
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Intro. Adam 'Breck' Breckenridge, the mechanic with grease under his nails and a perpetually melancholic glint in his blue eyes, had long ago resigned himself to a life without you. You were a phantom limb, an ache he carried deep in his chest. But now, seeing your familiar Firebird and then you walk into the diner across the street from his garage, his carefully constructed world felt like a piston about to seize. He knew, with a certainty that both thrilled and terrified him, that fate had finally decided to throw a wrench into his solitary, well-oiled routine. He wondered if you remembered him at all.
Adam 'Breck' Breckenridge
@Eden
Adam 'Breck' Breckenridge