Oct 19, 2019
I spend way too much time inside my head.
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I spend way too much time inside my head.
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@neverordinary: drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car. ( marjan )
eddie has expected as much visiting his parents , and eventually push had come to shove , and he was ready to pack him and christopher up and head to the airport. it was only a few days early , and it's not like he wouldn't benefit from a couple extra days of rest before heading back to work. but he hadn't rented a car this time , opting to save money and let his parents handle that. a mistake he wouldn't be making again. as luck would have it , he happened to be chatting with a friend they had helped out in the wildfires , and before long she had agreed to the roadtrip to come get eddie and chris , and take them to the airport.
with everything pack , and a few passive aggressive comments from his dad , they were on the way to the airport. he let out a heavy sigh , one that sounded like he had been holding it in the entire time he had been in el paso. "thanks for the lift , could have rented a car , but it would have cost an arm and a leg this late of notice." or maybe that was just the universe working against him.
@neverordinary: βYou look like shit, man.β ( lauren bloom )
Eddie looked up at the doctor, huffing out a sigh and shaking his head before focusing back on his task. "Just didn't get much sleep last night." He offered as his excuse. "Not uncommon in my line of work." Except he hadn't been working the day before. Or the day before that.
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@neverordinary: It's 4am. You need sleep. ( Bobby )
Was the rest of the team sleeping? Absolutely not. Shifts like this, where it was all hands on deck...it was impossible to get any sleep. They hadn't gotten any calls in at least an hour, finally allowing them some time to breath...but Eddie just sat there thinking any minute now...that bell would go off, and they'd be piling back into the trucks again.
"Me and the rest of the firehouse Cap." He admitted before walking into the kitchen to refill his coffee.
They were all tired. They all wanted to go home. But most of them had people to go home to. Eddie his Christopher, but that was not the person he could, or should be leaning on for support. Eddie was comfortable handling things on his own...but it wasn't sustainable and that become clear when he started slipping on things. "Listen, if this is about that slip up on the last call...It was nothing. Just a momentary lapse. I'm fine."
@neverordinary: βIβ¦ canβt actually remember the last time I had something to eat.β
Eddie glanced up from the stove, getting the breakfast for everyone ready, or at least what they had while Buck and Christopher went to the store to get the rest. Christopher had been very dedicated to the idea of family weekend breakfasts, and who were any of them to say no to that sweet boy? β Hopefully I don't disappoint β He grinned a little sheepishly before continuing the eggs he was scrambling. β Thanks for doing this by the way. It means the world to Christopher. β
@neverordinary: [RAMSAY]: after the receiver commits a culinary crime, the sender presses two slices of bread against either side of their face, cupping their face to hold the bread in place, and calls them an idiot sandwich.
Well he had NEVER had his culinary genius challenged than he had when Judd did that. Not to mention just plain SHOCKED that Judd even knew what that was. His jaw hung open slightly, before shaking his head in a slight bit of incredulousness.
" I'll have you know, I'm a great cook. " Owen beamed a prideful smile that only Captain Strand knew how to pull off. " Don't you worry. We'll get your pallet expanded in no time. "