<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Thursdy, January 10th - 5:00am</strong></span><br/><em>Garage</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/63/b8/22/63b8226097dc0f240ffc3e3462892001.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>WHO:</strong> Kaine Brooks (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15291877#msg15291877)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top, Coveralls, Boots<br/><strong>DOING:</strong> Busy Work<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong> OMG It's CJ!!<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>CJ Santoro, Closed</span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Last night had felt nice. For once he felt like things had gone his way with Marley, and the night they spent together had been amazing. One good night couldn't cure him, though. And even though he didn't particularly feel bad or like he was having an episode, sleep just didn't come tonight. He'd been laying in his bed, tossing and turning for hours, even with his music. The result was the same. No sleep for him, but maybe he could tire himself out in the garage, then catch an hour or two nap after he was finally exhausted. <br/><br/>Anyone awake would hear the shuffles of him leaving the house when nothing was out but the moon like normal. He quietly opened the front door, closed it, then trudged across the way to the darkened garage. A quick flip of the switch turned on the main lights, and he checked the generator to see it still had nearly 80% left on the charge. It would be a good little bit before he or Barry had to juice it back up, and with sparing use, the solar panels would have it back to 100% in a day or so. He shuffled around to different drawers and boxes, getting the tools he needed, then popped Betty's hood. <br/><br/>The truck was in pristine condition, but any decent mechanic knew there was always something to work on. He planned to be out here all night, so he turned on some music and went to work, the gentle crrrank noise of a ratchet, or the sound of a torque wrench soothed and calmed him. He lost track of time like always, and had no idea hours had passed by the time the awesome metal track  Sugaan Essena (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oJZfEh3EciU) started blaring through the garage.<br/><br/> Between the cathartic busy work he was doing to perfect the perfect vehicle even further, and the soothing rock jams, he didn't even notice the person who'd entered his domain for the first time. It wasn't until she said his name that it snapped him back to reality, causing him to stand up too quickly and bonk his head on the inside of the hood. <br/><br/>"Ahhh shit that's lovely," the man hissed, rubbing his head more out of habit than actual pain. Then, he took a deep breath as the octave, the tone of that voice replayed in his head. Slowly, he put down his spanner, then turned around with a look of sheer disbelief on his face. "Cossette...Jay Santoro. <em>Wow</em>." <br/><br/>A tear fell to the stone floor, a single glowing blue orb that Kaine rushed past to wrap his arms around her and lift her up in the air, spinning her around as if she were weightless before putting her back down on. "You're here. You're actually here. After we split I didn't know if I'd ever see you again." He paused, looking her over the entire time with a big goofy smile on his face. Finally, he couldn't take it, and he pulled her to him, then leaned down and kissed her. "I missed you so much."<br/></span><br/>