Firefighting. Something you’ve wanted to do ever since you were a little kid. So, naturally, when you got placed in a firehouse for the first time - you were pumped.

Waking into the firehouse, you headed straight for the Chief’s office, knocking on the door before waking in with a smile. The Chief introduced you to the Lieutenant of the squad you would be in. Patrick Sullivan.

He held out his hand with a dimpled smile, his New York accent shining through. “Hey, nice to meet you, rookie.”