.142 day 125

chill. my mechanic. short for childrik. capricorn. haitian bred. and every bit his name.

.085 day 70

i love going to the mechanics. minus the car problems that carry me there, the people i meet are invaluable. this guy is a mechanic. name tag read "edward" but he answered to "doo-doo". first generation haitian with timeless eyes and creamy dark skin. i thought him beautiful. told him that i liked his face and asked him could i 'please, oh, please' take just a small piece of him home with me. he smiled. i warmed. "dirty pun not withstanding", i blushed. and then he uttered, in the thickest, sweetest, softest accent ever, "of course you, can, my lady"..and i think i fell in love for a whole 7 minutes.