Fandom Fire Station living quarters, Saturday evening

Travis flopped down onto the (still disturbingly musty) bunk in the Fire Station dormitory with a heavy sigh.

And his phone promptly started ringing.

He answered it without looking. "Hi Vic."

"Sooooo," Vic said. He could hear her grinning from three thousand miles away, and couldn't help but smile in return. "How are things in the land of crabs and Edgar Allen Poe?"

"You googled 'Maryland', didn't you."

"They are not known for much."

"It's … fine," Travis said, rolling over onto his stomach. "It's not fine. It's entirely possible I managed to take a job on some kind of island asylum."

".... Like a leper colony?"

"Like a leper colony. Only everyone's pretty instead of covered in sores."

"Okay, spill."

( Link drop ahoy! )

[mostly for linkdrop purposes, but can be open if anyone wants to stop by the station!]