Some little girls wanted to be a dancer, or a teacher, or a scientist, Philippa always wanted to be a firefighter. She grew up with stories of her father and his heroics, how amazing of a firefighter he was and it made her want to be one too. Pippa doesn’t remember him much, having that goal made her feel more connected to him and so, she signed up for firefighter academy as soon as she could. She excelled, all of her high school sports and certifications coming in handy to help, and then she was able to go to a station that needed a probie. The 118 was now her home. She liked the others, even if she felt like she had to compensate a lot for being young, but it was good to be on calls with them. And calls is how she first heard a gorgeous girl, of course, she didn’t know that for certain but she had a feeling the dispatcher was really pretty. More calls came and went, and she was slowly crushing on a voice. Which meant a party at the station came with a huge surprise when her captain’s stepdaughter came by, and she realized May Grant was the girl she was falling for