It was cold when I stepped outside and headed to my car. I felt alive and a bit warm from the few shots of alcohol I had and the excitement of my friends birthday dinner was still lingering. I walked to my car ready to go home and sleep. I quickly started my car and left hoping the car would warm up before I got home. I wasn’t five minutes into my drive when I noticed my engine light come on. My high mood quickly turned to panic and I pulled over and made a call to my friend who’s a mechanic. It was late and I was praying he would answer. On what seemed like the last ring he picked up. His deep yet soft voice on the other side of the phone greeting me instantly calmed me. I told him what was going on and he asked me if it was just an excuse to see him because I missed him. I chuckled and said “my car certainly does” I asked him if he’d look at it tonight and he replied “as long as you are in the car when it shows up”. I turned my car back on and started the 15 minute drive to him. It seemed like an hour drive. Time slowed down. I could feel my heart pounding. I’m not sure if it was because I was scared my car was going to break down on the way or the excitement of seeing him.