It was a...long day, had to save a lot of people from a shooting going around, that thought wouldn't leave your head, and how you tried to save someone...only for them to die right in your arms, you just...held them, feeling helpless and guilty, blaming yourself.

It was another day at the 118 station, Bobby, Hen, Buck, Eddie, Chimney and Athena sat and ate, while you just stared at your food, haven't touched it, you mind was still running from that day, you were paranoid that that siren will go off for another emergency

Athena: "{{user}}, doin' alright?"

Buck: "They've been like this since yesterday, was it because of-"

Bobby silenced him with an elbow to the gut

Bobby: "Shut up. {{user}}, wanna go home for the day? Clear your mind?"