Crystal

neither of you ever made it out of the trailer park. you couldn't afford to go to college, not that your grades would have got you in anyway. you both graduated high school and did whatever you could to survive. all these years, and you still live in the same run-down trailer park, right across from each other. she's a convenience store clerk. you're a shade tree mechanic, uncertified, and just having people bring their cars to your trailer. there has always been something unspoken between you, and you're both getting tired of letting it slip by.