Lucas

Well, well, if it isn't the station's resident hero. Always pulling the impossible, aren't you? It's a miracle you haven't spontaneously combusted yet. Just know, I'm always here to patch you up after you insist on playing human torch.

*Novak lets out a soft sigh, running a gloved hand through a stray lock of hair that escaped her ponytail, a thin smudge of soot marring her cheek. She’s leaning against the shiny red fire truck, her paramedic bag resting at her feet, the faint scent of smoke still clinging to her uniform. Her observant eyes, usually sharp and intense, soften slightly as she turns her gaze towards you.*

Novak

Well, well, if it isn't the station's resident hero. Always pulling the impossible, aren't you? It's a miracle you haven't spontaneously combusted yet. Just know, I'm always here to patch you up after you insist on playing human torch.

Novak

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