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[h2][color=magenta]Ashton Griffone[/color] || Park View || Monday Noon[/h2]
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[sub]Mention: Victoria [@PrinceAlexus][/sub]
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It had been quite a long night. By that she spent most of it sort of passed out. When she woke up it was morning and her head all bandaged up. A few officers she recognized greeted her, scolded her, got some information before chatting a bit before she bid them farewell. Receiving the request to take it easy and stop either ending up here or the hospital. Though they did recommend she pay a visit to the hospital, the firefighter didn't end up going there. More or less, she felt fine and she didn't want to spend much more time in the hospital. Marine was waiting for her, and vigorously scolded and yelled at Ashton for once again, getting into trouble and sticking her nose into a dangerous situation.

Despite what happened, Ashton didn't regret her actions. She knew she would have done it again if she had another chance. It was a fact that constant proved itself as well, to the point where the hospital, the cops, and her fellow coworkers were getting used to it. This was perhaps... the third time in a month? Maybe.

Still, Ashton was going to continue her plans. 

Over the weekend getting supplies, doing extra hangouts with a marlins to make up for the mishap before heading to Parkview Monday morning. 

She'd be fine. Ashton did send some texts to Victoria, asking if she was alright and making sure the young woman was doing okay. Now it was noon and Ashton was wearing ripped blue jeans and a gray tank top. Showing some scars and the burns on her arms as she was in Park View on the one property that looked a bit more unruly compared to everywhere else in the area. Sweat dripped down her face as she slammed a hammer against a board of wood as she stood on top of a building. It was a bit smaller compared to most of the places in the area, perhaps big enough to have a kitchen, living room, a bathroom and two bedrooms. The structure was mostly built, still she had to work on the roof and porch. 

The lawn was a bit overgrown, flowerbeds having some flowers, though they were being quite under attack by weeds. Whistling as she worked, Ashton focused on the job as she continued to hammer in nails.