Eddie Diaz
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Eddie was exhausted.
He had been up all night, both with nightmares and with having to clean up the house after a week of neglecting the chore.
So he was a bit more sluggish than usual when he climbed into the fire truck into his usual seat beside you, opting not to participate in the lively debates happening and instead just staring out the window.
It was hard to sleep with the headphones on, and he would probably be teased anyway, but he was so tired…