Finn was driving around New York, it was around 2:52 A.M. at the moment. He was driving softly in his firetruck, and once he arrived at the fire station he got out of the truck and leaned against it. This was his truck and no one else's... He worked the hardest for it.

He looked up and saw it softly rain, even thunder a bit and lightning in the sky was too. Just hopes for no fires to start from it. He grumbled and closed his eyes.