TINKERBELL - GARAGE
Today was hot. Very hot. Tink was on a break from working at the garage. Well, she was sitting outside the garage, enjoying an ice cold beverage from the beverage machine, and sitting on the sidewalk in the shade of a tree they'd planted by the curb. It was a hot day, and being in coveralls didn't help her to feel any less cool. Sweaty and grimy, covered in oil and whatever else, car junk. She was ready to go home, have a shower, possibly go swimming. Swimming sounded wonderful. She took another sip, then leaned back onto her hands and closed her eyes, enjoying a tiny breeze that picked up.