fandomtownies | Fandom Fire Station, Friday

Who'd spent most of Thursday on the mainland getting trashed and having mildly inappropriate sex with strangers? That would be Travis. Look, he needed to get past the whole 'randomly shirtless and trying to kiss everyone' thing somehow, okay? And he chose to do it by being shirtless and kissing people on purpose.

So it was a faintly hungover Travis manning the reception desk at the fire house today, for once not hoping for a fire to break up his boredom. Fires tended to be loud. Also bright. And he was not really looking to encounter either of those things right now.

Probie was very nicely spending her day napping or quietly shredding a fire manual in deference to his headache. (Or, well, he liked to pretend it was in deference to his headache, anyway.) Which was quite nice of her.

The flamingo who came in and started squawking and flapping its wings furiously, clearly trying to tell Travis something, though he had no idea what. . . . That was less nice.

Fandom Fire Station
Help wanted!
Hard labor, odd hours, low pay
Cool helmet

The fire station was open.

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