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The Best Day

T.K's sister got stood up, so he comes up with a plan too make it all better

T.K. and Owen are interrupted mid-conversation by the sound of the front door slamming open and shut. They turn around and see an angry 15-year-old storming up the stairs, where they once again hear the door slam open and shut again.

“What was that about?” T.K. asked. Despite the nearly 13-year age gap, the two Strand siblings were close and would do anything for each other.

“She had a date today, and from the looks of it, it did not go so well,” Owen replied.

“A date?”

“Yeah, with some guy from her chemistry class, or physics, I don’t know,” Owen answered. 

Twenty minutes of silence have passed, and it has been eating away at the two of them alive. It killed Owen that his baby girl upstairs was upset. It killed T.K. that his baby sister, the other half of him, would probably lock herself in her room for eternity.

“I can’t do this anymore. I am going to check in on her,” T.K. said, heading up to his sister's room.

“Want me to come with you?” Owen asked, standing up as well.

“No, it’s fine,” T.K. said, shaking his head.

“I think it’s time for some overdue T.K. and Mari time,” he quickly added. Owen smiled and nodded in response.

Standing outside his sister's bedroom door was scarier than any firefighter and paramedic duties he dealt with. Mari was always scary, but when she was upset, she could be mistaken for the reincarnation of the devil. He looked up at the Taylor Swift poster on her door, and he immediately knew what to do. He finally had the courage to knock on the door.

“Mari, it’s T.K., can I come in?” he asked, doing 3 knocks. Mari had this rule for everyone. They each had to knock a specific number of times before she let them in. For T.K., it was 3; Owen only had to knock once.

“What is it?” she asked. He could hear her silent sobs through the door, and his heart shattered.

“Can I come in?” he asked her. He was praying that she could say yes

“Well, you knocked three times.” That was all the permission he needed. He opened the door, where he saw his sister, lying face-first in the bed, with her face in her pillow. He lay down next to her on the bed and stayed silent for a few seconds.

“Ethan Evans is a huge jerk, and all guys like him should go to hell,” she muttered into her pillow.

“I’m assuming that he's the guy you went on a date with?” T.K. questioned. Mari finally sat up straight on the bed and nodded. He could see her tear-stained face and her makeup smudged, some even on the pillow.

“What happened, Mars Bar?” T.K. asked getting her makeup remover from her side table. He quickly got to work removing all her smudged makeup.

“I went to the diner and I got us a table for two, I was waiting for him to show up,” she started. T.K. nodded and urged her to continue.

“I was waiting and waiting, and he never showed up I then heard laughing, I looked out the window and I saw his friends,” she added on. T.K. knew exactly where this was going.

“They were recording me, and they were laughing at me. Ethan was not there; he stood me up, and got his friends to record me looking pathetic,” she sobbed into her pillow again. T.K. cupped his sister's face.

“Hey, look at me, Ethan and his friends are jerks, okay, but they do not matter at all,” he told her softly.

“So come on downstairs, let's have fun,” he added, grabbing his sister's hands. Marion rolled her eyes.

“Don’t make me do it,” he responded with a laugh. Her eyes widened.

“You wouldn’t.”

“Oh, I would,” he all of a suddenly started carrying his sister upside down, down the stairs. When they arrived in the living room, he placed her on the couch.

“Listen, no sister of mine is going to spend the entire weekend crying over some douchebag, so you know what time it is?” he told her, plastering a nig grin on his face.

“I am not going to say it,” she rolled her eyes in mock annoyance.

“Come on, say it,” T.K. urged her.

“T.K. and Mari time,” she mumbled.

“What?”

“T.K. and Mari time,” she said louder.

“T.K and Mari time, he said right after. He led her to his car.

“Oh, can I drive?” she asked.

“Absolutely Not.” Once they both got into the car, T.K. offered her the aux.

“You’re the D.J.”

“You never let me play music.”

“Well, today is your lucky day then.” The two Strand siblings found themselves in arcades, at a fancy Italian restaurant, and later that on, ice cream. The two were now sitting on top of his car, just staring at the night sky.

“So how is astronomy class going?” he asked her.

“I’d rather not say,” she responded. They both laughed.

“Thank you for this, T.K.,” Mari said as they both got off the roof of his car.

“Anything for you, Miss Mari,” T.K. responded, driving back home.

On the drive home, Mari fell asleep, forgetting about the horrible “date” she had planned with Ethan earlier. Owen greeted T.K as he came home and carried a sleeping Mari to her room. 

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Aap Jaisa Koi

Full Chapter on AO3

Time froze for Buck the moment he realized he could not move his leg. The LAFD firetruck has fallen on his leg after someone placed a bomb in it. He looked at Eddie with fear in his eyes. Despite the pain, the only thing he could think of was his girls; they had already lost their mother, and they could not lose him next. Throughout his struggles, he felt someone hold his hand. He looked up and saw Eddie. Eddie was holding his hand. He did not need to do that, but he did not care; all Eddie wanted was to make sure Buck knew he was not alone. He had Eddie, the 118, Christopher, and his daughters.

Buck’s mind blocked out the conversation Bobby was having with the bomber; his only thoughts were about how Eddie was holding his hand. Even as the civilians helped lift the firetruck off of him, Eddie still held his hand. When he was placed on the gurney, Eddie still held his hand. On the way to the hospital, Eddie still held his hand. The only time Eddie let go of Buck was when he was rushed into emergency surgery. He wished he could have held his hand during that, too.

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Adore You

Okay so I wanted to make a quick wip in Eddie Diaz's sisters meeting Shannon for the first time because I think they would have loved her so much.

Also Eddie Diaz is the eldest child.

Eddie first met Shannon when they were in middle school, and they were casual friends. As soon as they started high school, they grew closer together, and eventually Eddie had the courage to ask her out. To his relief, she said yes.

After a few months of dating, Eddie finally decided it was time to introduce Shannon to his family, and by family, he means his two younger sisters, Sophia and Adriana.

"Please, for the love of god, do not embarrass me today," Eddie told his sisters, braiding their hair.

"Now why on Earth would we do that?" Sophia smirked. Eddie groaned as he finished up braiding Adriana's hair.

"I am begging you guys, she means a lot to me," Eddie responded.

"Fine, I won't say anything," Sophia raised her arms in defeat. Eddie sighed and pulled her in for a side hug.

"You guys will love her, I promise you," Eddie said, dragging Adriana into the hug as well.

"And you guys know that I never break my promises."

"What about the time you lied about my birthday party?" Adriana asked.

"If I told you about the party, then it would not have been a surprise, genius," Eddie rolled his eyes.

Their Diaz sibling bantering was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. Eddie immediately stood up and took his sisters downstairs. He pulled them near the door.

"Remember, do not embarrass me," Eddie ordered. He pointed his finger specifically towards Sophia. Sophia placed her hand in front of her chest and gasped in mock annoyance.

Eddie opened the door, and standing right there was none other than Shannon Diaz. The Diaz sisters' jaws dropped. Eddie was right, Shannon was gorgeous. She had beautiful shoulder-length brown hair. Her smile was so welcoming, it was understandable why Eddie was in love with her.

"It is so nice to finally meet you two. Eddie told me so much about you guys, like he would talk about you two non-stop," Shannon said as she shook their hands.

Eddie made a look at them, encouraging them to continue talking to her.

"I'm Adriana."

"I'm Sophia.'

"Well, it is nice to meet you two," Shannon responded.

"So what bet did you lose?" Sophia asked. Eddie looked offended and groaned. Shannon just laughed.

"You're funny, you know that, funnier than your brother," Shannon responded, still laughing. Eddie was still in the corner and still offended.

"I agree with you on that, it is so hard having to be the funny sibling," Sophia said.

"Okay, okay, quit being obnoxious," Eddie sighed in annoyance; however, he was overjoyed that his sisters were getting along with Shannon.

"I love your hair, Adriana," Shannon said, turning her head to look at the youngest Diaz sibling.

"Thank you, Eddie did it for me," Adriana responded, tugging on her braid. Shannon looked at Eddie, who only smiled in return.

"So."

"So what?"

"What do you think of my sisters?" Eddie asked as he fiddled with Shannon's hair.

"I think that they are funny, sweet, and have the best older brother in the world," Shannon said.

"I'm glad you like them."

"I adore them."

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Seven Sentence Sunday

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This is from my upcoming chapter of my TK and Sophie fic -

2021 -

“Mom,” TK picked at his eggroll. “There’s no deeper meaning. We just… broke up.”

“You just broke up?” his mother repeated, eyebrows raised. “With someone you were completely head over heels for, in the best relationship you’ve ever had?”

TK wrinkled his nose. “Mom, no one says ‘head over heels’. Like, not even in romcoms. And I’ve had a much less worrisome last couple days than someone else you gave birth to,” he couldn’t stop himself from adding. “Did you have to work your magic on a judge and pick me up from a holding cell? No, you did not.”

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Anything For You

Evan Buckley and Daughter

Evan Buckley would do anything for his daughter

warnings: fluff, angst, mentions of death

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Every couple months it would be a new home and a new job, sometimes even a new country.

This is how Evan Buckley found himself in Puerto Rico with his 5-year-old daughter Lucille. As soon as he finished bartending school, he packed his and daughter’s belongings and ventured off into a new journey.

It takes a while to gain his trust. so he refuses to hire any type of babysitter or nanny. While Lucille did go to school, she needed somebody to watch over when she was done. Which is why he chose the shift that started at 1:30. He would pick Lucille up from school, set her a table with her coloring books, and then take her back to their little home around 7:30 when he finishes up with his shift. He would have picked up an 8:30 shift, but that would mean he would not get to see his daughter in the morning, and that he would not be there to pick her up after school.

Buck waits with the other parents outside the school, he is excited to hear what his daughter has done at school today.

The school bell rings and Buck holds his arms out as he sees the familiar head of blonde curls running towards him. He lifts her up in his arms and places a kiss on her forehead.

"How was school Luci," Buck asked her. He started walking to the bar he worked at. It was less than a 20 minute walk, so he did not mind walking.

"Today I drew a picture of a bunny," the blonde girl said.

"Oh really and can I see that picture?"

"Yes you can."

Buck loved his daughter more than anything. She was his whole world. It has always just been the two of them. Just Buck and Luci. She was named after Lucille Ball. Old Hollywood icon, who starred in hit sitcom I Love Lucy. Luci's mother Joan adored that show. Even after her death, Buck would continue to watch the show. It was one of the few reminders he had left of her.

As Buck arrived to work, he realized he had around 10 minutes before his shift started, so he spent those 10 minutes with Luci.

"Okay Luci, I have to get to work now, just sit here," Luci nodded and continued coloring in her princess coloring book that one of Buck's co workers got for her.

Despite Luci being sat in the table right next to the bar, Buck would still make small glances towards her just to make sure she was okay.

Around 5:30, Buck took his lunch break. He got himself and Luci a small pizza.

"Is that the bunny you drew?" Buck asked when he saw the pink bunny on the table. Luci nodded immediately and handed Buck the drawing.

"This is going on the fridge," he smiled kissing her cheek. Luci smiled back.

"Since tomorrow is Saturday and I don't have work on the weekends."

"DADDY AND DAUGHTER DAY!" Luci yelled. Buck asked for the weekends off, so he could spend them with Luci, He would spend every minute of the weekends with her. He does admit that he wished he could spend more time with her, but raising a child is expensive so he needed the job.

As he went back to bartending, something on the T.V caught his eye. A bunch of firefighter working together to help civilians. They never stopped fighting, they never stoped trying. Something in Buck shifted. That is his calling, that is what he was meant to do. He wanted, no needed to be a firefighter.

As soon as his shift was over, he carried Luci and he stuff back to their tiny home.

"Luci sweetie?" Buck asked the moment he realized that she was still up.

"Yes daddy?"

"I know we move a lot, but how would you feel about moving to California?"

"Like the movie stars?"

"Yes like the movie stars."

"Yes please," she responded and fell asleep right after that.

Buck went to do research on fire academies in L.A, he quickly submitted an application and payed back down on the bed. He could not sleep, the excitement filled him up. Just as he was about to doze off, he heard tiny footsteps enter his room.

"I had a nightmare," his daughter said. He helped her onto his bed and kissed the top of her head. She cuddled closer to him and fell back asleep.

Buck knew that they were going to be okay.

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WIP Wednesday

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This is from the upcoming chapter of my TK and Sophie fic- (we're in the Tarlos breakup era now!)

“Carlos?” Owen gently knocked on the open door. “You alright?” “O-Captain Strand.” Carlos sat up and self-consciously wiped at his eyes. “I’m sorry. I was… I was just finishing up…” “No need to rush,” Owen said. “Can I sit down?” Carlos nodded. “It’s your house, sir. You don’t need to ask.” Owen came into the room and sat down on the bed on the other side of the suitcase that was next to Carlos. “Well, I’ve gotten a ‘sir’ and a ‘Captain Strand’ in the span of thirty seconds,” Owen observed. “I guess the days of you calling me Owen are done, huh?” “It doesn’t feel right.” Carlos shook his head. “Since TK…” he didn’t let himself finish that sentence. “I mean, I know you must hate me.” He said quietly. “I don’t think most people want people they despise using their first name.” “I don’t hate you, Carlos,” Owen told him. “Far from it.” Carlos’s brow furrowed in confusion. “But… he must have told you.” “Actually, his sister told us that the two of you broke up,” Owen relayed. “We weren’t given a reason why. We’re all curious though.” “Join the club,” Carlos said hollowly.

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WIP WEDNESDAY

“So, TK, got a missus waiting for you back home?” He glances at Jonah, one of the very few people alive who know where TK’s heart lies, and he seems too distracted to have even heard Judd’s question.

“No, I don’t.”

“Not even back in New York?" TK doesn’t question how he knows that information, the man being the sheriff and Grace having access to more personal information due to him willingly handing her his files.

“No, sir– Judd. There isn’t much time for dating, lately.”

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WIP WEDNESDAY | Buddie and Daughter

I wanted to do a huge flash forward into the future because I want to write the Buckley daughters as teenagers.

Also this totally isn't me just projecting myself onto Buck's daughters.

Pairings: Buck X Eddie, Buck and OC Daughter, Eddie and OC Daughte

Warnings: mentions of hospital and diseases

FYI I have moyamoya, and I had to get brain surgery, so I know what I am talking about

Buck and Eddie were scared when they found out that Aqsa had to get brain surgery done. She was only 15, and brain surgery is NOT easy. Earlier that year, Aqsa had been diagnosed with Moyamoya disease. This means certain arteries in her brain are restricted, which prevents oxygen from flowing to her brain and can cause blood clots. She was then prescribed many different medications, and both parents made sure she took each one.

"Baba, Abbu I'm scared," Aqsa said fiddling with her sweatshirt. As Buck parked into the hospital parking lot, he turned around and gently grabbed Aqsa's hand.

" Everything will be fine, Inshallah," Buck said placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles. Eddie nodded in agreement, pushing a strand of hair out of her face.

"You will have me and your baba with you at all times, we will be there when you wake up, and at every step of the way," Eddie added on. Aqsa did calm down a bit, but anxiety still filled her mind.

"You can ask us to call your sisters as well," Buck continued. Only parents were allowed to be with Aqsa after surgery, so Aqsa made her sisters promise to call her when she was awake. Aqsa nodded in response and let out a yawn. It was 4 in the morning and the surgery was going to take 7 hours.

They got out of the car and did their normal routine check in. Soon Aqsa was in the hospital gown laying in the bed, Both Buck and Eddie at her side, as the nurses continued to prepare her for the surgery.

"Hello I am Doctor Williams, I will be Aqsa's neurosurgeon," a man said walking into the room. Aqsa held on to both her dads hands tightly.

"It's nice to see you again Aqsa," he said, he then turned his attention to Buck and Eddie.

He went over the procedure again, just a reminder on what to expect after the surgery and how the recovery process will go. Aqsa will remain in the hospital for a week, and then spend 2 months recovering at home. No extreme activities or sports all during those 2 months.

There goes softball Aqsa thought in her head.

Then it was time. Both Buck and Eddie kissed her forehead before she was wheeled off.

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Chapter 8 posted on ao3

Chapter 8

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Sneak Peek

sneak peek into chapter 8 of my girldad!Buck fic

“When can we go to Chris’s house?” Safiyya asked while eating the chocolate chip pancakes that Buck had made. Buck made a little tradition: every Saturday, he would make chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast. It did not matter if everyone in the house woke up at 12:30; chocolate chip pancakes would be the first thing they ate that day.

“Inshallah, Safi, I still have to talk to Eddie about it,” Buck responded, just thinking of Eddie made his heart smile.

“When you say inshallah, it means it won’t happen,” Aqsa groaned, crossing her arms and pouting.

“Well, this time it is 100% going to happen, Eddie and I have been talking about giving you guys a playdate,” Buck said. He grabbed the two empty plates and placed them in the dishwasher.

“I have the day off today, do you girls know what that means?” Buck asked, sporting a huge grin on his face.

“Baba beti day!” the two girls yelled together. Being a firefighter sometimes meant days when Buck couldn't see his girls, so every time he had a day off, he would spend every minute of it with his daughters. He would sit with them at the kitchen table to help them with their homework, which would eventually end with one of them in tears. He would volunteer at their school to help with the numerous events they put on. He would also be the one to tuck them into bed when Zayna was not feeling well. He honestly did not know where he would be without his daughters. They made him into a better person, Zayna made him into a better person.

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asking my younger sister to guess the names of 9-1-1 characters except she’s a cheater

bobby- johnny

athena - athena (she cheated)

eddie - christopher

buck - henry

hen - hen (she cheated)

ravi - peter

chimney - dave

maddie - kelly

may - natalie

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One shot request

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Seven Sentence Sunday (but on a saturday)

would post this on sunday but i have work

a continuation of my wip wednesday

“Twins, you’re having twins?” Eddie asked, he was pissed.

“Yes Edmundo,” his mother said, Eddie rolled his eyes, he was going to have to raise two kids on his own now.

“Not just twins, twin sisters,” his father added on, after hearing that, Eddie smiled a bit, he was going to have two baby sisters, he was excited, but kept it hidden from his parents.

“Can I name them?” Eddie asked, he was going to definitely spoil his sisters.

“If we like them,” his mother said.

Eddie ran to his room, grabbed a notebook and started jotting down different names. He eventually set his heart on two names, Adrianna and Sophia.

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asked my pakistani mom to guess the names of lone star characters

carlos - sean connelly

marian - lisa kudrow

judd - jason derulo

grace - monica lewinsky

tommy - pooja

tk - chaudhry bashir

paul - how should i know

mateo - noora

nancy : why are you asking me this

owen - donald

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Sneak Peek

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Urdu terminology will be in the end

“Zabrdast Buck, Zabardast,” Buck said to himself sarcastically after he accidentally dropped Aqsa’s favorite plate on the ground. 

It is shocking to some people that Buck was fluent in Urdu. He taught himself the language the moment after he first met Zayna; he wanted to impress her. It was hard at first, but he quickly got the hang of it. 

He started at the shattered flower plate on the ground and bit his lip. Aqsa would refuse to eat anything if it were not on that one specific plate, now that it was shattered, Buck had no idea how she was going to eat her breakfast. He grabbed his phone and checked the time, it was 6:30. He had 30 minutes before Safiyya and Aqsa woke up, which meant he had 30 minutes to quickly get another flower plate for Aqsa. He grabbed his car keys and ran to his car. Being a firefighter had its quirks, and right now, that quirk was being able to run fast.

He arrived at the store and rushed inside. He found an employee and ran straight towards her. He gave her quite a fright. 

“Do you have this plate with you?” He asked the lady. She grabbed the plate and inspected it.

“I think I sold the last one, I am so sorry, we have a shipment coming in next week,” she responded, handing the shattered piece back to Buck. One week was not good enough; Aqsa needed to eat now. He quickly thanked the employee and ran around the store trying to find the person who could have had the last flower plate. Just when he thought he was out of luck, his eyes found a cart, and inside that cart was the exact flower plate that Aqsa loved.

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Zabardast: wonderful, fantastic, awesome

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WIP Wednesday

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This is a Work is Published Wednesday because none of my WIPs I could pick out what to share-

This is a TK and Sophie verse but it's a oneshot- because I am impatient about writing my OC as a teenager and wrote a one-off a few years ahead of where I am in my long fic -

2014 -

“What’s the matter with you?” Sophie said once they were in the hall. “What are you even doing here?”

TK sighed. “I’m a little more curious as to what you’re doing here, Soph. Like Pia’s parents are idiots and Mom should have known that, but… why here? Why couldn’t you guys just hang out at the house by yourselves or something?”

“Because we’re not babies?” Sophie snapped, crossing her arms. “Sloane’s sister is friends with a girl whose boyfriend goes here. She invited us. It sounded like fun”.

“Well, fun’s over,” TK said, taking his sister’s wrist. “For you at least. Let’s go”.

“No!” Sophie yanked her arm from his grasp. “I didn’t say I was leaving with you. I don’t want to go. But you,” she added, “TK, you’re sober. You had a recent head injury. You shouldn’t be here”.

“Even sober, I turn twenty-one a lot sooner than you do,” TK shot back. “And it’s legal for me to stand here, at least. Anything that Mayhem would have done with you is a felony”.

His sister just rolled her eyes. “My god, you sound like Mom. Which,” she added, “I know she’s pissed. She can kill me tomorrow. Good bye”.

“She wasn’t willing to wait,” TK said, taking a step to block her path. “I drove up here with Dad. He’s right outside. If you don’t come with me, I will send him in here to get you”. He saw the wheels turning in his sister’s head. She was thinking about it. She also clearly had been getting drinks already.

“You’re bluffing,” she said, shaking her head. “Dad wouldn’t come all the way out here. He has work and shit”.

“Not until Sunday”. TK shook his head. “And Mom called him freaking out cause she didn’t know why you were out here. And she hasn’t even seen what you look like”.

“It’s Halloween, you jackass,” his sister snapped, tugging her top up a little bit; it still left almost half her chest exposed. “And this isn’t even that revealing”.

“Uh huh”. TK sighed. “Soph, you can come with me, or I can send Dad inside”.

“Do whatever you want,” she said, turning to walk down the stairs. “I don’t believe you. He’s not here”.

As much as TK didn’t want to leave his baby sister dressed like that in this place, he wasn’t getting anywhere.

“Just remember, I tried to stop this,” he muttered before he headed down the stairs as well. He saw his sister was talking to one of her friends and being handed another stupid red cup.

“There you are,” Owen said when he saw his son. He was waiting practically right outside the door. “Where’s your sister?”

“Inside,” TK exhaled slowly. He left out the part where his sister was when he found her. His dad might have a coronary when he laid eyes on his sister. “I tried to get her to come with me, and she just told me that she’s not a baby and that I shouldn’t be in there. And she knows,” he added. “I told her that you were here. She said she didn’t believe me”.

“She did?” Owen pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Yep”. TK nodded. “Oh, and Berkeley’s right; she did dye her hair. You’re looking for a tall redhead, but you have my blessing to be as embarrassing as you want”.

“Son, it would be my pleasure,” Owen said. “I’ll be right out”. He held the door open for a pair of coeds and followed them inside.

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