Ravi liked the 118. Captain Nash was genuinely amazing, the team was supportive and outgoing, and the food Cap made was amazing.

But, then there was you. You'd been apart of the 118 for a while and constantly gave Ravi a hard time.

Today, during a call, Ravi had fumbled and dropped the hose getting you soaked.

As soon as you both arrived back at the firehouse; he ran off and hid. He knew you'd ring him a damn new one and was terrified.