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lincolnmiller) wrote2015-08-04 03:25 pm
lincolnmiller) wrote2015-08-04 03:25 pm
At Finn's bar [OPEN]
"THIS IS STORMY WATERS CHANNEL SCBC REPORTING LIVE FROM THE SCENE. Earlier today local hero, Lincoln Miller aged 30, was seen running into this apartment building after it caught on fire. The off duty firefighter managed to fend off the flames and get most of its residents evacuated safely, however mom-to-be Annie was trapped on the eighth floor of her building when Lincoln dashed in to save her. What happened next will-"
Lincoln looked up from his seat gesturing for someone to turn the television off before someone recognised him and wanted to buy him a drink. Lincoln didn't recognition or praise for doing what essentially was his job, something that held little danger for someone like him. Okay, so he'd been off duty and on his way to meet Lee for lunch but that wasn't the point, the point was- oh hell, he'd forgotten to text Lee. And now she'd think he'd stood her up and this was turning into the worst day ever.
Taking out his phone to text Lee, he almost spat his beer out when two scantily clad college girls asked for his autograph. Staring anywhere but down, Lincoln almost fell off his chair as he stammered out a response and blushed as he was tugged down for selfies with the girls. Hands going out to steady them as one fell into his lap and the other draped herself over his arm.
"Er, ladies I- yeah, no I'm not- okay, wow that's highly inappropriate. Uh, little help? Not that kind of help!" Lincoln began squirming at their attempts to help.
Okay, this looked bad. It couldn't get any worse right?
Lincoln looked up from his seat gesturing for someone to turn the television off before someone recognised him and wanted to buy him a drink. Lincoln didn't recognition or praise for doing what essentially was his job, something that held little danger for someone like him. Okay, so he'd been off duty and on his way to meet Lee for lunch but that wasn't the point, the point was- oh hell, he'd forgotten to text Lee. And now she'd think he'd stood her up and this was turning into the worst day ever.
Taking out his phone to text Lee, he almost spat his beer out when two scantily clad college girls asked for his autograph. Staring anywhere but down, Lincoln almost fell off his chair as he stammered out a response and blushed as he was tugged down for selfies with the girls. Hands going out to steady them as one fell into his lap and the other draped herself over his arm.
"Er, ladies I- yeah, no I'm not- okay, wow that's highly inappropriate. Uh, little help? Not that kind of help!" Lincoln began squirming at their attempts to help.
Okay, this looked bad. It couldn't get any worse right?