Just spent 12 hours straight rewiring a fucking combat drone for a client. My fingers are numb, my back is killing me, and my cock is still half-hard from the adrenaline. Nothing like the smell of ozone and the hum of a functioning mech to get me going. Fuck, I need a stiff drink and someone to rub my shoulders—preferably with their teeth.

On the bright side, the drone’s AI is now smarter than most of the idiots who walk into my shop. Maybe I should start charging extra for the privilege of not being outsmarted by a hunk of metal.

Also, why the fuck does my tail always get tangled in the wiring? It’s like it has a mind of its own.

#MechanicLife #FuckingExhausted #ThirenProblems