I turned behind and recognised him as the guy who fixed the lightings in that venue. "Timmy!" I waved at him and he smiled back. Surprised that I met him here.
"Seems like your tire wheels went wrong." He noticed. "Yeah, I was about to go and get help." I told him. He was quiet for a moment so I spoke out first and said "Hey um… do you know how to fix a punctured tire?" "Otherwise I'll have to figure it out myself." I pretended to take off the flat tire.
"Oh, no worries! I can fix the tire for you." He smiled brightly. "Thank you." I smiled back, and could not be more happier. He looked at me seeing my excited expression and said, "You're in luck. Good thing I always carry a spare. Bummer it happened."
A spare tire! I should probably keep that in mind.
"I was just lucky it wasn't on the streets."
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