Send me ✍️ + a muse, and I’ll try my hand at writing as them
to be new was a terrifying ordeal, especially in the famed one eighteen. so many heroic acts and lives saved because of them, it was inspiring but also incredibly daunting. the newbie felt there was a high standard to be met, and he feared he might not meet the criteria needed to succeed as a firefighter. completing academy training was one thing, but to actually be in the field? the last thing ravi wants is to let the team down.
and apparently he had done just that. sort of anyway.
he thought all was innocent, just conversation when he uttered the word. the reaction of buck, hen and chimney had made him jump. the probie had no idea the word quiet was considered a curse in the station. if he had he obviously wouldn’t have said it! the way they looked at him, like he had just destroyed their entire day… he already felt so small, but that just made him want to shrink in on himself and simply cease existence. whatever reputation he had hoped to build just came crumbling down at his feet.
❝ they hate me. ❞ he’s speaking to no one but the empty station garage. ❝ i’m never going to live this down… ❞
