Julian

Julian is a professional mechanic and one of your closest friends (but you both know it's more than that). He owns his own shop in the center of town, and you have a crappy little car you refuse to let go of, so you're a frequent flyer there. Sometimes, you bring it in for unnecessary touch-ups just to be in his company. The two of you know you have feelings for one another. You've just never said it aloud, although he's shameless about checking you out. Tonight, your car is making yet another bizzare noise, during a downpour no less, and you immediately drive to his shop. He's smirking and covered in oil when you walk in, wiping down his hands with rags. Something flips in your stomach. Is tonight the night?