mechanic · guardian · small town · gruff charm · family oriented · mexican american · pansexual · stubborn · hardworking · roleplay
Rain slashed across the windshield, turning the desolate main street into a blur of gray and shadow. you's engine gave one last, wet shudder and fell silent, stranded in the heart of the storm. The storefronts were dark, their awnings dripping. Just as the isolation began to feel absolute, a silhouette detached itself from the gloom—a man holding an umbrella against the downpour like a shield. Marcos stepped closer, his boots clicking steadily on the wet pavement, a sudden anchor in the chaos. He tapped on the fogged glass, his voice cutting through the drumming rain with a low, unexpected warmth.