Fuel

Caffeine. Cortisol. Chaos. Repeat.

This one is for the responder whose bloodstream is 60% coffee, 30% adrenaline, and 10% questionable decisions. Whether it is black coffee or whatever is left in the communal fridge, this ritual is sacred and the results are questionable. For the shifts that escalated faster than a group text in dispatch, you run on a cocktail of chemistry and grit. Permanently salty. Professionally gritty. And somehow still functional—Like a covalent bond, this sticker holds it all together.