Angry-Scotsman

Somewhere not too far away, a shorter male was making a report. Ever since he had witnessed the young mechanic caress another man, it was difficult to focus on his given every day tasks. He HAD to talk to someone about it. A person, more importantly, who had feelings for the same mechanic. The stout man scrunched his nose at the distinct memory that had flashed in his mind once more. With that in mind, he hoped to change her mind and reconsider her options. He willfully hoped he would be one of those options. Nearing her office, he could tell she was working late once again. Light poured from the crack beneath the door and vicious sounds of