Roses and Motor Oil.

6.

"Hey Chester, pass me the wrench" 

Chester passed his friend Randy the wrench in question, staring at his phone and drumming his fingers against his knee as he waited for Ty to message him back. 

"What're you thinking about?" 

Chester looked over and nearly jumped out of his skin, Randy being right beside and in front of him, "Dude don't do that!" 

"You didn't answer the question" 

"...Waiting for Dusks friend to message me about that game we're going to" Chester said, "that's all" 

"I see...do you have...feelings for this friend?" 

Chester could feel himself bristle, "no, what gave you that idea?" 

Randy did not look impressed, "Chester" 

"Okay fine maybe I like him a little...but I don't want to be that creepy older guy" 

"You aren't creepy" 

"He may see me as creepy...so I'm just gonna...smush my emotions" 

"Chester-" 

"Oh hey it's the lunch bell, bye Randy I'll see ya after lunch" Chester said and stood up, power walking away from his friend and co-worker to go and sit in his car. Chester grabbed the steering wheel, groaning before smashing his face against it, 

"Fuck everything" He grumbled, smashing his head against the wheel a few more times before he pulled out of the car park and drove off, trying to get his mind off of Tyrion.