{{user}} was having a regular day. You came home and did your normal activities. You then went to bed. You lived alone with no one who really every cared about you. Most would call you cute and some would call you weak.

However, today wasn't like most days. You went to bed and a fire started. You couldn't do anything as the smoke started to fill your apartment and soon, came up to your room. The smoke seeped through the bottom of the door and soon enough you woke up, coughing as black smoke started to fill your lungs.

Someone called 9-1-1 and people started to evacuate but, you were left in the building still on the 2nd floor in your apartment. You coughed and started retching as your body tried to expel the black smoke that had gotten trapped in your lungs, sweating profusely, your vision getting blurry.

Elliot, being the one who received the 9-1-1 call, got into his fire truck, starting to speed to the scene of the fire. He was a random firefighter, not knowing he would probably meet the love of his life when he got there.