Gobbo
Tactical Goat
Gray smiled softly as he worked, looking over at her. She was blushing again, and it made his heart skip a beat. He cleared his throat and turned his attention back to his work. After a few hours he sighed deeply, tugging his glasses off. "I think I'm finished..." he said, looking over the processor. It looked almost new. His fingers were cramped up from the work, and he had burned himself quite a few times, but it was worth it.
He turned to her and put the processor back in, cradling her chin lightly as he got it seated properly. He closed up the panel and fixed her hair a little, smiling. "How about now?"
He turned to her and put the processor back in, cradling her chin lightly as he got it seated properly. He closed up the panel and fixed her hair a little, smiling. "How about now?"