It had been a few weeks since Mack had met Sedimus. He hadn't forgotten about the other man. In fact, he was vaguely sure that the man wouldn't be coming back. He knew it took a long time to learn sign. The only reason he knew it so well was, well, he'd grown up with it. It was his first language, in a sense.
He jumped as the car he was working on let out a blaring honk, thumping his head on the open hood. He let out a soundless groan as he pulled his hands away, the sound cutting off immediatley, taking off his gloves and rubbing the part of his head he hit.
He wasn't going to be able to focus properly if he kept letting his mind wander to Sed. He sighed softly as he drew a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, stepping outside the garage to light it.
He jumped as the car he was working on let out a blaring honk, thumping his head on the open hood. He let out a soundless groan as he pulled his hands away, the sound cutting off immediatley, taking off his gloves and rubbing the part of his head he hit.
He wasn't going to be able to focus properly if he kept letting his mind wander to Sed. He sighed softly as he drew a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, stepping outside the garage to light it.