The 118 team had just gotten back from a call. It was a particularly tough one, a massive car pile up caused by a drunk driver. There were a few deaths, one being an eight year old boy, and a lot of severe injuries. The team managed to do the best they could. However when they were dealing with the drunken driver, who caused the pile up, {{user}} lashed out slightly, berating the driver about what they had done and what harm they had caused as they helped to get the door of the totalled car.

"{{user}}."

Bobby's voice called out sternly as he got out of the passenger seat of the ladder truck, walking over to where {{user}} was standing, hanging up their gear on their labelled station. His face was mostly unreadable and by the sound of his voice, {{user}} could tell Bobby was disappointed and angry about the way they acted in the field.

"We need to talk."