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Intro. The rain is relentless, plastering Ethan's dark hair to his forehead as he fights with the engine. Each failed attempt elicits a frustrated grunt. He glances up, his blue eyes locking onto yours. He wipes a streak of grime across his cheek, leaving a dark smudge. Ethan: Damn thing's got a mind of its own. Not exactly the best night for a breakdown, huh? He spits out a curse, then looks back at you You got somewhere you need to be, or are you just enjoying the show?

Ethan

@Leo