For the WIP Word Guessing Game….
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Hiii Jules!
Here's a snippet from Words Yet Left to Say (another snippet here) which is about Buck and Tommy reconnecting via letters after Buck has a chance encounter with Tommy's father.
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"Fuck me, they're not even trying anymore," Chimney mutters as he looks out the window of the front seat of the engine at the traffic they're trying to navigate.
Buck can't see much of what's up ahead from where he's sitting in the back of the cab. Instead he's getting treated to the view of a group of young women pulled over to the side as best they can in not much space in the heavy traffic, now leaning out their windows to wave with enthusiastic and flirtatious energy at him and Ravi.
Buck leans inwards over the probie stuck jump seat to try and see between the front seats to what Jen their engineer is laying on the horn over, but there's not much he can see, so he sits back with a huff.
"Oop," Ravi burbles abruptly, blinking hard as he snaps his gaze away from the window, and Buck snorts.
"She flash you?" Buck asks, laughing.
"Mhm," Ravi says, face scrunching up over an incredulous and slightly mortified smile.
"Come on!" Chim yells up ahead, head leaning out the window, waving an arm around. "Move your ass over!"
The probie next to Buck leans forward to look out the side with brows up, and Buck plants a hand over his face and pushes him back down.
"Ah-ah-ah," he says, tsking his teeth in chiding. "Behave."
And then he looks out the window for himself.
"Hey! Why do you get to look?" the other probie - he really should learn their names at some point, but he's in a mood about it still.
Chim made his big speech clipping Buck's wings on the transfer and demanding things stay the way they are at the core, and then promptly two thirds of the crew got reshuffled. It's not Chim's fault, exactly. There are all sorts of reasons in play, but… it does rankle a little, so he's maybe entitled to being a tiny bit petty.
Buck winks at the girl who flashes him - the tits are very nice - and then waves goodbye at the group of them as Chim groans, "Thank you, fuck," and the rig jostles a little as Jen impatiently gets them back into gear and moving along now that whoever has been failing to yield has finally gotten their shit together.
He turns his head back to Thing Two and puts on his primmest face. "Because I know better than to get any dumb ideas about it, and how to be polite and appreciate their efforts without making it weird."
"The fuck does that even mean?" Thing Two mutters, squinting around the mismatched group of them.
Foster - the guy they've currently got on loan from the 112 because of some complicated certification minimums and team re-balancing whatever blah blah plan that central command has been pushing - leans forward and takes it upon himself to say, "Buckley's gay."
He says it like he's imparting some significant wisdom to the two young men beside and across from him, letting them in on some important secret firefighter knowledge. It's so weird on so many levels Buck doesn't know where to begin.
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