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fandomtownies2022-01-03 10:51 am
grenadesandohana) wrote in fandomtownies2022-01-03 10:51 am
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Trooper Station, Monday, January 3, 2021
Steve was cold and grumpy and cold. Even his ridiculously puffy jacket wasn't keeping him warm enough today. He stomped into the Trooper Station with an armful of leftovers that Danny's mom had insisted he take with him before they headed back from New Jersey.
He'd never known baked ziti alfredo had existed until yesterday. Fat and carbs. Looking at it made him want to take another lap around the island.
(And then a third helping. Danny's mom could cook.)
He sat down behind his desk and hoped for a quiet day.
He'd never known baked ziti alfredo had existed until yesterday. Fat and carbs. Looking at it made him want to take another lap around the island.
(And then a third helping. Danny's mom could cook.)
He sat down behind his desk and hoped for a quiet day.