"I hope I gave you some to believe in, cause none left for me."
"The softest soul can't hurt a fly."
"If I die before I wake, then it's my soul for him to take."
"We can do whatever we want, but boy don't you dare go falling in love."
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One week later.....
Who knew shopping with buck was so hard? Not only is he picky but he spends five minutes in the store then realizes that he doesn't like anything. He'd much rather be in a toy store than buying clothes, I don't know how he does it, frankly I even offered to pay for it but of course he says no. "We've been here for fifteen minutes and already have been in 4 stores and nothing catches your eye? Even I already have 3 bags worth of clothes." He laughs, while holding my hand. "that's because you're a shopping addict. I'm so indecisive so it takes me a while to know what I want."
"Oh really? The bag full of Lego sets in your hands say otherwise, seems to me like you already knew what you wanted. How about we make a deal?" He looks at me with a smirk, I hate when he does that. "Okay, I'm listening." My arm loops around his so I have a better chance at convincing him. "I'll pick out three outfits that I think will look good on you and you'll decide whether you want to keep them." He thinks about it then finally gives in, "deal but you will be paying with my card." He hands me his card and I put it in my pocket, "sure.. let's go with that." I was planning on using my money, i don't like people typically buying me things because I can pay for myself but he finds a way around it. _________________________________
The next day....
I've only ever been on one call that took place in a state prison and let me tell you I almost got robbed of my radio. Who the hell steals a radio? You can't do much with that and it was the same day I learned to never walk into a prison with a hair bun, those prisoners will grab you by it just to hold you as leverage. It was interesting that's for sure because it was a woman, she was mentally ill and she wanted to know how I did my hair. I love female prisons, they feel like family, you know the same level of craziness, might even become besties with some of them.
"The unrest started in cell block two and spread quickly then a handful of prisoners took out the fire suppression system and started setting fires around the facility. We managed to put out the smaller fires but the biggest ones still burning in the HVAC corrider." I always thought I end up in prison for some crazy shit but this way different, we were escorted by four guards in protective gear carrying non lethal weapons. There was blood on the walls looks like a bloodbath in here. Once we finally got past the fire suppression system we started running to put out the fires. "All right guys get those hoses set." Buck and Eddie were trying to take out the fire and Ravi was trying to find the kill switch.
The fire was taken out and we were all told that block three was blowing up, meaning a brawl and we were gonna be left alone without guards. "What about our escort?" Bobby asks, "block two is still locked down Wilkinson can handle your walk out." Now I was even more on edge, we started walking until we hear something, "what is that? Is someone else in here?" Hen asks, "no this place should be secure." Wilkinson answers. We take a closer look and see two injured men on the ground. "Holy crap, that's Mitchell. I wonder who got the drop on him." The two men had scratches on their face with blood surrounding them. "Airways compromised, we're probably looking at a crushed trachea." Wilkins was clearly nervous being all alone with no back up, "Alright we gotta move."
