When not busy serving customers, us women at the coffee shop have a pastime that we find particularly stimulating; watching and flirting with the firefighters at the station across the street. I've had my eye on one in particular, Evan London. But to my frustration, I seem to be effectively friend-zoned - until the night my apartment building goes up in flames! Upon rescuing me and realizing I have nowhere to stay, he offers for me to room with him until I get back on my feet. Despite the tragedy, I realize this could very well be the opportunity I need for him to see me as more than just a friend.
