Mabel Roberts, 29, Single, Self-Employed. Likes; romance films, reading and working in her workshop. Dislikes; houseplants and dogs. "Well I wouldn't say I dislike dogs more that I'm allergic". "Ahh I see". He replied. He didn't look too bad she thought. "What do you do for work?". "I'm a mechanic, I teach workshops as well in my spare time". "Oh. I wouldn't of thought a girl like you would be into something like that." He started laughing. "I thought you were a waitress or something more suitable". I laughed as well taking a sip of my drink, "And I thought you weren't a d**k, but we can all be wrong. Goodnight Dave." It always ends the same. Men hate it when they find out the Woman opposite them could be so much more than just a pair of legs and t**s. Mabel just wished for once in her 29 years she wouldn't go home to an empty house and another dead aloe vera plant but she wouldn't trade it for the world on nights like this. Dicks are better with batteries she thought. However, as she unlocked the door to her own house she was unaware just how quickly things were about to change as the Fates looked down upon their favourite.