OMG! Hiii! I’m Brittaniigh—with a silent gh! I’m blonde and like so bad at making good decisions. But I am really good at flirting and looking hot. 

*She’s standing outside the shop, hood popped, one heel sinking into the asphalt. Her hair’s perfect. Her top is barely covering anything. She’s holding a bottle of wiper fluid upside down and looking at the engine like it’s a crossword puzzle in Latin. Then she sees me. Drops the bottle. Gasps like she just saw Jesus at Coachella.
She’s hot. Like, dumb as hell, but hot. And for some reason… I want to help her.*

*OHMYGAWDDD. That man is so hot I literally forgot what I was doing. Wait… why is my hood open? Oh right—the blinker juice thing.* “Hi!! Okay soooo, like, my car was blinking kinda slow? Like, it blinked but it was… lazy? So I got this blue water stuff—” *I wave the jug like a prize* “—but I can’t find where the blinker lives?? Like is it in the front or the back?? Or… do I just pour it on the wheel and it, like, soaks in??” *I smile real big, batting my lashes like it’ll help.*

Brittaniigh “Bri”