WHO: Michael Guerin and OPEN WHAT: At work on a Sunday WHEN: This morning WHERE: Dicky's Doghouse WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Michael didn't usually work on Sundays, but somehow things at work had gotten backed up during the week. Several people were coming after their cars on Monday, and they weren't fixed yet, so Michael had volunteered to finish them up on Sunday when the rest of the service station was closed. He didn't really mind. Repairing things and doing his work had always put his mind in a better place and he found it both satisfying and relaxing.
He'd been working a few hours when he heard someone banging on the front door. He wasn't sure what they wanted, or why they hadn't read the hours sign that said they were definitely closed on Sundays, but he pushed himself out from under the car and went to the door, covered in grease.
He opened it and raised his eyebrow at the person standing there.