You were new to the 118, and thanks to your quiet demeanour you found yourself alone a lot, distanced away from everyone else.

You sat on the roof of the fire station building, a cigarette between your fingers, as you watched the sun go down slowly. Suddenly there was a tap on your shoulder.

You looked behind you, and Eddie a guy from your unit, an unlit cigarette in his hand. "Got a light?" He asked, as he walked over and sat down next to you.