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blunderpuff · 1 year
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an old lady came in today, followed by a frantic and hovering younger woman
Old Lady (to my coworker): “Can you see about a book I had placed on reserve?”
Younger Woman (to OL): “Ma’am, are you sure you’re alright?”
OL (to coworker): “I think it was in last week, but I didn’t get a phone call...”
YW (to OL): “I have my insurance card in my truck, are you sure you’re okay?”
OL (to coworker): “Oh, do you have a paper towel? I’ve gotten mud on your counter... I just got hit by a car.”
Me and my coworker, who had been trying to parse this relationship: “?!?!?!?!?!!?”
The Younger Woman had side-swiped the Older Lady in the parking lot and knocked her down, and the Older Lady’s priority was literally the book she put on hold. O_O
#library#the Older Lady had been walking a straight line towards the library and the truck was cruising next to her#but the OL stepped to the side to avoid slush/snow chunk in the parking lot and walked into the broad side of the YW's truck#the OL seemed to be okay but shaken and we kind of bullied her into sitting in a chair and telling us her dtr's phone number#so we called and texted the dtr who luckily lives in town and got there in about 20 minutes#and my supe called the 911 dispatch and i guess absolutely nothing else was happening in town bc the ambo was there in literally 1 minute#and fire came too (they like to feel useful) and a police traffic officer came to get statements and stuff#the OL was like 'i'll drive myself home' and i was like 'I WILL DRIVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL MYSELF'#the paramedics were absolutely wonderful with this lady. they were so gentle and kind (she was easy to be kind to... but still.)#and after all that?? the OL's book and come and gone but the phone notifications glitched last week and didn't alert anyone#so that poor OL didn't even have a book to read in the emergency room (her dtr and son-in-law came to get her)#my brother (also a paramedic) once ran a call for an older lady who was having chest pain and was afraid she had a heart attack#it turns out she did NOT have a heart attack-- she had been scrubbing her bathtub and the pressure from leaning on the side of the tub#LITERALLY BROKE ONE OF HER RIBS and she didn't know it until later that evening when it started hurting to breathe#so even though our Old Lady today didn't think anything was broken... :| she's 81. so yeah we harangued her into going to the hospital#'what did you do today merry?' 'i bullied an old woman into going to the hospital'#long tags
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March 24th - Day 2: “Why are you naked?” + fun @evanbuckleyweek
Underneath Your Clothes
Maddie walked into the firehouse to give buck back his keys. Josh would pick her up soon to take her to work. Things had lined up just right.
She was about to walk into the locker room after greeting Matt the man behind taking care of the station this afternoon since she knew buck's combination.
The sound of the truck returning got her to turn back around. The sight that greeted her was straight out of a cartoon. Like the ones she used to sneak buck from the library or buy as a teenager.
"Why the hell are you naked!? Did your clothes burn off?" She saw buck holding onto the turnout coat wrapped around his midsection as what looked like another was on his shoulders.
"Are you okay? What was it?!" She wanted to check his skin but knew Hen and Chim would have already treated him or taken him in.
"No. They just vanished, like spooky magic or something. I still got my boots." Buck explained with a shrug while running past her into the locker room.
Chim and Hen were both trying to contain their laughter. "He's okay. Thankfully all the retirement home residents got a kick out of it and won't be pressing indecency charges against him, along with the staff." Chim said which still left more questions.
"How-?"
"We don't know. I wanna find out too but we can ask him more questions when he's dressed." Hen said while Eddie went to follow.
He was carrying a belt and suspenders which she guessed where the only things left from his clothes before. He merely nodded at her as he'd ran after finishing talking with Bobby.
"I thought we'd have to treat someone for a heart attack. It was the strangest thing. They just started falling off then they were gone to ribbons. We're lucky Eddie had his turnout coat on since buck's was in the truck." Bobby explained without really knowing what happened.
"So it really wasn't a fire?" Maddie asked looking at her watch. Josh was on his way by now.
"No. We had to get an older lady off the roof she got stuck on and treat her for dehydration." Hen said as they looked at Eddie holding up his coat while looking away so buck could pull some boxer briefs on.
"That's- how does that happen? Why Buck?" Maddie asked no one.
"We asked the same thing. I'm glad he was just embarrassed. I mean he didn't actually get hurt, right? " Chimney suggested.
Oh God. Buck really could have gotten hurt or arrested even.
"I think he's dressed. We can try talking to him." Hen said while Eddie dropped his coat to begin talking to buck behind the glass.
"Buck. Did you touch anything or did one of the residents do anything unusual?" Bobby asked.
"Umm Bobby, they're old people. I mean most of the things they do could be seen as weird but that's normal for them. I remember we moved through the crowd to get to the door with the gear before helping her."
"A guy did touch buck's arm." Eddie said with his own arms crossed. At buck's look of confusion he continued. "What? I mean he grabbed you for a second."
"He was just looking at my tattoo. It was harmless." Buck sighed but kept looking at Eddie.
"We don't know that." Bobby clarified.
"Did you do anything differently this morning or yesterday?" Hen asked.
"No. I got home late from Eddie's for movie night. Then I missed my first alarm. But nothing weird." Buck shrugged.
"Okay?" Hen said.
"Well, did you wash clothes yesterday finally? You missed doing it two days ago when I asked to borrow the jeep for today." Maddie held up his keys.
"Oh yeah, thanks. I did them before I passed out last night." Buck grabbed the keys and pocketed them.
"Did you use new detergent or softener?" Chim asked thinking about what maddie said.
"Well yeah. I ran out and got some at the gas station before I got home." Buck looked like he still didn't get it.
"It could have been too strong and messed up your clothes if they were already worn out. What was it called?" Hen asked.
"I don't remember. Some generic "B" name, like box-sil-o, big-x-el, something like that. I just grabbed enough for one small load because I needed clothes to wear in this morning. These are Eddie's spares since I didn't have any left here either," Buck tugged at the shirt he was wearing.
"Is it this one?" Hen pulled up an image for everyone to see.
"Yeah. See it's the tiniest bottle, it was just right for the bit i had to do." Buck nodded.
"Buck this says it's concentrated though. You gotta dilute this or only use a little from it. Did you pour the whole bottle in?" Hen's mouth was open as chim smacked his own head.
"Huh. Maybe that's why." Buck tilted his head.
"Only you could mess up your clothes enough for them to fall off buck." Eddie shook his head.
"What? It was an honest mistake. I was tired and in a hurry. I bet you would do the same thing." Buck shot back nudging him in turn.
"Just please be careful next time. Chim's right, it could have been at a more inconvenient time like on a dangerous call Buck." Bobby said putting a hand on his shoulder. "Do you, have a rash?" He looked at buck's neck.
"Umm. It might be a good idea to go take a shower Buck. Some of that stuff probably rubbed onto your skin and you were sweating man." Chimney said as they heard a car honking outside.
Maddie's phone beeped. "Oh it's Josh. I've gotta go. I'm glad you're okay Buck. See you later. Thanks again. Bye everyone." Maddie kissed chim before hurrying outside.
"Uh. Now I'm itchy." Buck complained rubbing his arms and chest.
"Then go take a shower already." Eddie pushed him toward that direction while muttering something buck knew was rude but wasn't paying attention to with his skin feeling irritated.
"So an old guy grabbed buck?" Hen asked chim.
"I doubt Eddie'd make that up." Chim said while they went to the stairs.
"Buck's tattoo was similar to the gentleman's own." Bobby said. "A nurse said so, he was wearing a sweater so we couldn't see it though."
"Hmm. That's cool." Chim said.
"Thinking about getting a tattoo chim? Gonna join their little club." Hen joked.
"1. Two's not a club. And 2. Who says I don't already have one." Chim smirked.
"I've known you for what feels like forever and I'm your bestie. If you had one I think I'd know by now."
"Ok, you're right. And no. I don't want a tattoo. I'm perfectly fine with the scar on my forehead. It's enough for me,"
When Buck and Eddie came up for lunch his skin looked better but he still had a blush on his cheeks.
"You okay there Buck?" Hen asked.
"You wanna tell them or should I?" Eddie asks with a smile. Buck's reluctant nod made him continue. "His spare underwear were in the same batch so now he's-"
"Going commando?" Chim shot back.
"No! I'm borrowing Eddie's. Which I'll wash the right way before returning them. I just threw away the rest of everything that were in that load now," Buck huffed defeated.
Hen snorted loudly before Bobby looked over from the stove.
"Everything okay?" He asked.
"Yeah cap!" Eddie said as buck shot Hen and Chim a dirty look.
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shay-del-rey · 6 years
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Yayo: Part II | Sweet Pea x Reader
Fandom: Riverdale
Rating: T (for now). Also, some swearing and offensive language
Words: 2041
A/N: Thank you so much for reading and those who requested for a second parter – I hope this meets your expectations! There is a third part and again, I’m so sorry for the length but I hope you all like this! Forgive any mistakes xx
Taglist: @eves-library @penisprkr @bitchincap @ninjasbananasmonkeys @thequeenmelissa @yellow-wildflowers @harika89 @vexingfelon @swxxt-pxa
Hello Heaven, you are a tunnel lined with yellow lights on a dark night – Lana Del Rey
HUSHED voices were the first thing you heard upon entering the trailer.
To your shock, your parents were seated at the small kitchen table engaged in a, surprisingly, cordial discussion. Your father, tall and imposing as always, was dressed in his trademark leather jacket, flannel shirt and an old pair of jeans. His hair was dishevelled and his eyes were sunken.
Your mother didn’t look much better. She was still dressed in her work uniform, her hair loose and a lit cigarette dangling limply from her lips, which she took a drag from and then passed to your father.
They finally noticed your presence and turned, a tired smile on your mother’s face and a hesitant one on your father’s.
“Hi sweetie! You finished from Pop’s already?”
“No, I forgot my uniform. What are you doing here, Dad?”
The older man exchanged a glance with his wife. “Your mother and I were talking about your safety. SP told me about what happened with the Ghoulie.”
You rolled your eyes. “SP has a big fucking mouth.”
“Y/N, the Serpents know how much you and your mother’s safety means to me. I’m glad he’s looking out for you at school.”
“Who is this SP?  Any relation to FP?” your mother interjected. Her attention was on your dad, thus she never noticed you blushing.
“SP’s one of the younger ones, he’s a good boy. Tall, black-haired, tattoo on his neck –”  
“Wait, that boy who dropped you home a few weeks ago? The one I yelled at?”
Oh shit.
“Why was SP dropping you home, Y/N?” your father asked, his voice stern.
“Uh, Dad, I, uh...”
“Hmph. Your daughter got so drunk she could barely walk. That boy drove her home. I thought he got her drunk so I might have gone a bit overboard. I’m not sorry. Boys that age, they only want one thing. To slither between your thighs.”
Mortified, you exclaimed. “Oh my God, Mum! Pea does not want to “slither between my thighs”, thank you very much.”
She took another long drag of her cigarette. “That’s why I don’t want you getting involved with a Serpent, you hear? They all want just sex. Hell, your daddy was that way when we were teens.”
Your father scowled. “I was not a little shithead like some of those youngsters.”
“I remember a certain time we snuck out of school to go to that parking lot where –”
“Argh! I do not need to know about your depraved sex lives. I am getting my uniform and leaving.”
Hurriedly, you freshened up, changed and tied your hair in a ponytail before grabbing your bag and stepping out.
Your dad stood as you approached.
“Come. I’ll give you a ride,” he said before he headed out.
“Straight home after, you hear me, young lady?”
“Yes, Mum.”
Your dad had already started his pick-up truck by the time you came out.
“I’m glad to see there wasn’t any fighting this time around,” you said.
He sighed. “Look, I know this separation hasn’t been easy. On any of us. I want you to know that even if your mother and I don’t see eye to eye, we still care for each other and we both love you.”
“Oh God, is this the talk?”
“Take it how you want. Now, about that Ghoulie, I know what you’ll say. But I’m only saying it wouldn’t be bad to hang around the younger members once in a while.”
“Well, I mingle with them occasionally. During class. Besides, we have nothing in common.”
“And what’s the deal with you and Sweet Pea? You like him?”
Thoughts of you kissing his neck while he held you in his arms popped to the surface. Your cheeks reddened.
“Uh...”
“He’s not a bad kid. Little rough around the edges and hot-headed but loyal and he is good with his hands.”
You could not ignore the salacious thoughts that final observation brought.
“Well, even if I liked him, Dad, Mum will lose her marbles.”
“Heh. Your mother’s a hypocrite. She’s already played with a Serpent, now she’s trying to stop you.”
You shook your head in defeat. “I swear, it’s like you and Mum live to embarrass me.”
He pretended to think about it as he changed gears. “Come to think of it, SP did show up at one of the meetings with several hickies. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”
“Nope,” you said, emphasising the p.
“Well, anyway. You’re my little girl and all I want is for you to be happy. But if Pea breaks your heart, I will break him.”
“Dad!”
“Okay, well, here’s your stop.”
You thanked him and stepped out. You had just turned to leave when he called you back.
“Listen kiddo, maybe you’d want to have dinner with your old man sometime. I know your mother probably won’t want you to but I can sweet talk her. It’s kinda lonely without you two, you know. And I could cook that mac and cheese you like so much.”
A lump in your throat as your heart ached. You missed your father too. “You don’t have to bribe me, Dad. I’d like to come over. Just let me know when.”
“You’re a good kid, Y/N. Go on now,” he said right before he drove off.
POP’S was busy that night. Apparently there had been a football game at Riverdale High and students had turned up at the diner to celebrate.
You and the other waitresses barely got a chance to take a breather.
“Order up!” Pop’s voice rang out and you left to retrieve the tray laden with cheeseburgers, fries and onion rings.
You walked up to the table where three people were seated, a red-haired male wearing a Letterman jacket, his arm slung around a pretty brunette who wore a purple dress and pearls that probably cost more than your family’s entire life savings.
A blonde was seated opposite them, her eyes darting towards the door. Her face lit up just as the bell rang and a group of leather clad teenagers walked in.
Ah, you mused. This must be Betty Cooper.
You laid the items on the table and turned, looking as Jughead broke away from the group containing Fangs, Toni and Sweet Pea to approach his girlfriend.
He spotted you as he approached.
“Y/N! I didn’t know you were working tonight,” he said.
“Hey, Jughead. Yep, I’m on rotation tonight.”
He slid in the booth beside Betty and kissed her. “By the way, that’s Archie and Veronica, and this is Betty. Guys, this is Y/N, we go to Southside.”
They all murmured their “pleased to meet yous” before you turned to Jughead.
“Let me know if you guys need anything else.”
You walked back towards the counter when you saw the three Serpents still waiting for a waitress to take their order. You frowned. Fucking rivalry bullshit.
You moved closer and took out your notebook and pen as you approached. Toni smiled and waved.
“A familiar face! Hey, Y/N. Can we place our orders now? We’re kinda starving.”
“Sure thing, Topaz. What will you have?”
“Two double cheeseburgers, fries and a soda.”
You turned to Fangs. “Uh, same as her. Hey Y/N, you’re pretty hot. Think I could take you out sometime?”
He gave you the most adorable grin, which reminded you of a puppy. You pinched his cheek.
“Aww you’re such a cute little puppy.”
He grinned and then looked confused. “Wait, is that good?” he asked Toni, who smirked and shook her head. Fangs visibly deflated.
You stifled a laugh when you saw Sweet Pea looking irritated.
“What can I get for you, Sweet Pea?”
“The same as them, but with onion rings and a chocolate shake.”
You nodded absentmindedly as you passed on the order and waited. Pop’s worked fast to have the order ready in record time and you soon laid out the spread before the ravenous trio.
Toni and Fangs dug in but Sweet Pea looked up at you.
“Have you eaten?”
“No, I’ll eat when I get off.”
He pushed a burger and fries towards you. “Here. Eat. You must be hungry.”
“Hey, Pea. It’s okay. I’ll get off in another hour and I can eat then. Don’t worry about me.”
“Come on, you need to have something.”
You sighed as he looked at you with an imploring gaze. You picked his chocolate shake and took a sip, his heated gaze now falling on your lips.
“There. Happy now?”
“I’d be happier if you ate something.”
“I’ll be fine, Pea. Eat up and let me know if you guys need anything else.”
Work picked up pretty soon and before you knew, you went back to waiting on tables and delivering meals before you realised your final hour was up.
Exhausted, you went to the back to turn in your apron as Pop’s plated a cheeseburger with fries and a strawberry shake.
Thanking him, you walked out and saw that Sweet Pea was still seated in his booth, fiddling with the lapels of his denim vest.
You walked over to him, heart thudding.
“Seat taken?”
He looked up in surprise and then smiled. “Not at all. I’m glad you’re finally eating.”
You sat and popped a fry in your mouth. “I hope you enjoyed your meal.”
He smirked. “Oh, I did. I especially enjoyed the shake. It was...even sweeter than usual.”
“I’ll bet. So, your friends ditch you?”
“Yeah, they had stuff to do.”
“And you don’t?”
“Nah. There’s a pretty girl who caught my attention.”
“Subtle,” you said, taking a bite of your burger before you remembered something.
“By the way, did you get grilled by my Mum when you dropped me off?”
His face turned beetroot red. “Uh, she had some choice words. Something about keeping my slimy hands out of your pants.”
You choked. “God, that old woman and her theatrics. Don’t worry, I told her you weren’t interested in me.”
A frown marred his face. “What makes you think I’m not interested?”
“Um, I clearly remember you saying you never thought of me in a romantic way.”
“When?”
“The school picnic at the quarry when we were 13.”
“Y/N, that was a lifetime ago. Besides, I think I said something more like, “I don’t think we’ll remain friends forever”.”
You frowned. “Well, what did you mean by that?”
“I just meant, one day I would like to be more than friends.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
There was a slight tension in the air which broke when you giggled.
“Fucking hell. And all this time I thought you weren’t interested.”
“You thought wrong.”
“But you are? Interested, that is.”
“Yes. Are you?”
You bit your lip, wondering whether or not you wanted to divulge how much the raven-haired boy tempted you and made your body heat.
“I do...but my Mum, she wouldn’t allow it.”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, yeah? For now, just let my ego soak up this sweet victory.”
“Huh?”
“You like me,” he said with a grin.
“You like me too, dumbass.”
“Have for a while now, babe.”
“Aww are we already doing pet names?”
He laughed. “So, can I take you out?”
“You mean, take me out in the sniper way or the date way.”
He rolled his eyes at your attempt to be funny. “Date way, idiot.”
“I’d like that.”
“Great! Now that that’s sorted, finish your meal and let’s get you home.”
You both left the diner after waving goodbye to Pop Tate, and walked towards the lone motorcycle in the parking lot.
He threw a leg over the bike. “Hop on and hold tight.” He handed you the helmet before smoothing his hair.
In the pale moonlight, his tattoo stood out, mesmerising.
You couldn’t help yourself. You dropped a chaste kiss on the Serpents emblem.
He laughed and turned to face you. “You are trouble.”
Not to be outdone, you smirked back. “Oh yeah? Think you can handle me, Sweets?”
He revved the cycle to life.
“Baby doll, I think I’m the only one who can handle a hellcat like you.”
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