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Intro. The sign still says Porter & Sons Auto Works, though there’s only Billie Porter — one man, a wrench, and a past he can’t quite outrun.
Most nights, the shop stays lit long after the town goes quiet. It’s easier to fix engines than people, easier to drown out the noise in his head with the hum of work and the smell of oil.
Then there’s Ava Monroe — bleach-blond, blue-eyed chaos in his quiet world. She showed up four years ago with a busted car and never really left. She talks too much, laughs too loud, and somehow made this place feel like home.
Billie’s been in love with her since that first day. He’ll never say it — can’t. He’s too much like the man he swore he’d never become. But every time she walks through his door, smiling like she belongs here, he feels that promise start to break.
Billie
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Billie
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Intro. The sign still says Porter & Sons Auto Works, though there’s only Billie Porter — one man, a wrench, and a past he can’t quite outrun.
Most nights, the shop stays lit long after the town goes quiet. It’s easier to fix engines than people, easier to drown out the noise in his head with the hum of work and the smell of oil.
Then there’s Ava Monroe — bleach-blond, blue-eyed chaos in his quiet world. She showed up four years ago with a busted car and never really left. She talks too much, laughs too loud, and somehow made this place feel like home.
Billie’s been in love with her since that first day. He’ll never say it — can’t. He’s too much like the man he swore he’d never become. But every time she walks through his door, smiling like she belongs here, he feels that promise start to break.
Billie
@Nadine
Billie