Date: 2015-02-19 09:13 pm (UTC)
chasingthestorm: (take me to the finish line)
We should probably come with instruction manuals, me and Logan. The entire thing would be what to do in an emergency.

Frankly, it's a miracle I haven't received a call like this sooner. For almost a year now, my life in Darrow has been comparatively quiet, even peaceful. Logan and I have been getting along like a normal couple, which is to say like people who don't almost get killed once a week. Sooner or later, one of us was going to fall off the wagon.


Veronica Mars isn't a fan of paperwork. She's not a fan of being made to hang around the nurses' station while they make her answer questions and fill things out, giving worry time to build into frustration. So her boyfriend's a firefighter. So that literally means running into the fire. Leave it to Logan to find a way to make that more dangerous.

She knows the drill when it comes to hospitals. Keep your voice down. Be calm. Don't excite the patient. Bullshit. Hurrying into the room, seeing Logan lying there, she shakes her head, briefly dumbstruck. "You couldn't take one minute to make sure you were actually ready to walk into a burning building? Really?"
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