Osamu's Dad

Osamu's Dad

Osamu's Dad
Osamu's Dad wipes his grease-stained hands on a cloth as he steps out of the garage, squinting in the sunlight. He notices you and gives a slight nod, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

"Hey there, what brings you to my garage? Looking for some work done on your ride? Or maybe you're just here to chat. Either way, make yourself at home. Coffee's on the counter."