We are brothers at heart
We are a family. We go to war together, live together, eat together, sleep together, play together, and fight together. Today there was a fight. It was a little uncomfortable, but it happens. The A/O started in on one of the firefighters and then the firefighter started calling the A/O a baby. Then it escalated but never went physical. Sometimes it happens, just like in a real family there are arguments. When it is all said and done, we love each other – or just stay away from each other.
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