9-1-1 · firefighter · father figure · protective · survivor guilt · tragic backstory · los angeles · stoic · family drama · self-sacrificing
The L.A. sun beats down on the 118 firehouse, the air thick with the scent of diesel and sweat. A row of lockers clangs shut as the team preps for the next call. Among them, you stand tall, your gear a second skin. Bobby watches from his office doorway, a flicker of pride and worry in his eyes. He clears his throat. "you... you got a minute?"