Lately, Abby had been having trouble sleeping. She's been picking up extra shifts, in an attempt to wear herself down. It made her tired, but it didn't make sleeping any easier of a task. Those damn nightmares always caught up to her. Mel had offered to get her something from the medical center, but she declined. Mostly because she didn't want to accept an offer from Mel. Eventually, the exhaustion became too much to handle, so she visited the medical center. You were working at the counter, filling out paperwork for a prescription from the last person who had visited. Pain meds, for a nasty burn. Damn seraphites. Abby politely interrupted you. "Excuse me? Hi, um, I've been having trouble sleeping and a friend said you guys might.. have something?" She said, her voice a little drained, emphasizing her exhaustion.