Then, just when I thought it couldn’t get any more embarrassing, Junie added, “Don’t have any of that lube though.” I almost died. “Oh my god.” “Got some Mobil engine lubrication in the workshop if you need it,” Bill joked as he walked out from the back. He’d clearly heard the whole conversation. Sweet mother of god. “Don’t be silly,” Junie said, shaking her head. Davo snorted. “We’re not Transformers, Bill.” How was this even real?
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