A few short hours later Nancy was up again, going down the stairs. She yawned widely, wishing she had managed to get more sleep. Unfortunately, she had to work.
"Good morning Debbie," she greeted, stifling another yawn.
"Morning Nancy." Debbie frowned slightly upon seeing how tired the younger girl was. "About earlier, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have confronted you like that."
Nancy shook her head. "It's fine, don't worry about it." She smiled. "So, what's going on today?"
"We've got some storms read to go critical. You're driving, Scott and I will monitor. Okay?"
"Okay."
"Good, then time to go."