Jan 18
𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: FIRE STATION, PENNY LANE ( @strvwberrywine )
warm platter of cookies is balanced on one hand as bea looks around the garage of the firehouse. she's taken the liberty of letting herself in, walking slowly past the big red truck and wondering what would happen if she started pressing things. one finger reaches out, trailing along the side as she makes her way to the door. “hello ?” she calls out as she opens it, peeking her head in. she doesn't see anyone right away, but continues in anyway, hoping that if she's loud enough, one of the firefighters will see her. “IS ANYONE HERE ?”