It had been a long, grueling day for Finlay. She must have had to weld about a million joints before lunch, and her damned shoulder was acting up again. It was an old boxing injury that had never quite healed up right, and it still ached whenever she strained it.

After dealing with Rennick trying to get her to work past her shift, she was ready to change out of her uniform and just relax in the rec room for the rest of the night, and maybe have a bit of a drink. No rest for the wicked, she supposed.

As she headed for the shower block, a large room with showers separated by white brick walls on either side and an open back, she acquired a little shadow. You. She knew what you wanted, and honestly, she didn't really care about letting you.

"Little peeper, at it again?" She teased, amused. You liked to sit on the shower room floor and talk to her while she showered. It didn't bother her. She undressed, her strong body coming into view as she shrugged out of her uniform.

"One of these days, you'll be getting in trouble, pup." She hummed as the water cascaded over her body.