Bobby: So Whats Going On?

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Bobby: so… what’s going on?

Chimney: you want the long version or the short version?

Bobby: the short one, i guess?

Chimney: shit’s fucked.

Bobby: oh. well, yeah, that’s definitely not an optimal situation.

😂 This is hilarious, but sometimes I also feel sad when I understand certain references now due to high school readings lol.

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#my anxiety whenever i’m about to do literally anything

AMAZING!!! 😭❤️ I was literally just thinking about what if Doug had survived, and then found this, even if it’s not something huge. But Crazy.

Hey! I love your fics and I've enjoyed reading them ever since I fell in love with Madney. Could you do an AU where Doug doesn't die but gets arrested & Maddie, Chimney and Buck have to testify and Maddie's really scared about having to relive it all and facing Doug again but Chimney comforts her and the rest of the Firefam stand behind her in support as she testified?

“I don’t think I can do this.”

They had all been silent up until then, everyone gathered outside of the courthouse, just breathing in the intensity of the last few days. Buck had taken to the stand first, talking about how he had found Chimney lying on the floor outside of her apartment building and then how he had found her in Big Bear. Athena had been next, stoic and professional, going through every step they had taken to find her and what they had found when they had gotten there. And then had come Chimney’s turn and he had spoken of Jason and of what little memory he had of that night and Maddie had been in awe of how brave he had been throughout.

She was last. She couldn’t do what everyone else had done. The panic was starting to set in, she had barely slept for weeks, so terrified of the court day that had been looming over her for almost a year since everything had happened. It was a miracle Doug had survived, she had fought so hard to survive and she had. But at what cost? Because he’s still here and there’s still a chance he could get out in ten years, maybe even less because she doesn’t think she can say anything that she needs to.

When Maddie had walked away from him as he laid in the snow that day, she had truly thought he was dead. A sense of freedom had washed over her, she thought that maybe, just maybe, she could have a future one day, one that didn’t involve looking over her shoulder. Doug’s death, as temporary as it had been, had felt like a relief. For just a moment, she had felt as though maybe it could be possible to breathe again. She had been suffocating for so long, she’s not sure she knows how to breathe now.

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Literally me as a Taurus. 😂

This is so funny because as the oldest child I actually love tea and would prefer it over coffee. I really only drink coffee if I pull an all nighter and need to be somewhere that day. My sister though, the middle child, tries to always get an ice coffee whenever possible. And my brother, obviously the youngest, isn’t allowed coffee because it would send his ADHD into overdrive. My mom will let him drink ice tea though.

is being into coffee an older sibling thing bc everyone i know who loves coffee is the oldest child