I walked into 51 carrying my half filled cup of coffee from Starbucks and made my way to the locker room. As I walked inside, I saw Dawson changing into her black slacks. She turned her head and our eyes locked for about five seconds.
"Hey Les," Gabriela greeted me with her usual warm smile.
"Hey," I replied. The short greeting might have raised a red flag in Gabby's head. I usually come in talking about something, like, anything.
"You alright? You seem a bit off." I put in my locker's lock combination and opened the door. I placed my coffee on the bench behind me and took off my sunglasses.
"I'm alright. Just a bit tired. I hardly got any sleep last night," I replied. I took off my shirt and changed into my grey uniform shirt. I put my long blonde hair back into a messy pony-tail bun and shut my locker. I jumped back because Gabby was right there.
"Hmmm. Okay. You know if you need anything...anything at all I'm here for you?"
"I know. Thanks Gabs." I patted her on the shoulder and walked out to sit on the couch next to Mouch. Gabby followed, but went up to Casey and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. I blinked my eyes and looked away from the two love birds.
"Hey Shay, how's it going? How do you feel?" Mouch asked as he flipped through channels on the television.
"Pretty good. My stitches healed up nicely," I replied. A little flashback to me falling onto the huge rusted screw flashed in my mind.
"That's great! Well if you need anyhting, just let me know." I smiled and told him thanks. It was nice that everyone cared about me. I began to daydream when the alarm went off. It was going to be another fun adventure, another life saving day.