Holy car trouble! Also, a tiny fic.

When I went to start my car after work this evening, the battery was dead. It's not the first time I've had to call AAA from work, and it's generally a disaster. The parking garage is a maze that's impossible for an outsider to navigate, so I had the battery technician meet me outside of my office building. Except the technicians generally can't figure out my office complex either, so I had to run around calling out random landmarks and confusing the both of us before I was able to flag the guy down. Then, we couldn't even get into the parking garage, because the AAA van was 7ft tall and the parking garage clearance only 6'6". So he parked the van by a dumpster behind the building and lugged all his gear down the stairs, where he jumped my car finally. I drove us back up to the van, parked my own car next to the dumpster, and attempted to reassure my dad over the phone that all was under control as the AAA guy swapped out my dead battery for a new one and an epic monsoon swirled all around us.

While all this was going on, I wrote a tiny fic. A hooker!AU to supplement the as-yet-unfinished hooker!AU; I guess it's a sequel of sorts, and maybe it'll be integrated into the main story eventually, but for now, it is what it is. Just a short little something.

Barry Zito/Tim Lincecum. Rated R-ish. Unbetaed.

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