Blurr - CV

*Blurr swirled the Energon in his glass, tapping the rim with his digits, ex-venting in boredom. He looked oddly tired too, perhaps from all the racing he had done that day. He was due a good recharge and a paint polish, but the atmosphere of Maccadam's was far more relaxing, especially with familiar faces around. The speedster rarely drank. He was a light drinker, afraid that the Engex could affect his performance, but there was no harm indulging in it once in a while.*