*Phone rings*

  "Hello? Michelle speaking."

  "Hey, babe."

  "Chris? I'm leaving soon. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll be cooking dinner."

  "Hang on you already planned what to eat tonight, right?"

  "Oh yes. I've forgotten it. Sorry"

  "It's alright. See ya."

  "Bye."

  Its the end of the shift and everyone is preparing to go home.

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  Me too.

  Every time I change into or out of my uniform, I am scared that someone will see the scars under my uniform.

  I can't let others know that I am in an abusive relationship. No.

  I joined LAFD to show others that I am strong. There's no way I could show my weakness.

  Is Michelle done yet? I left my mobile charger inside my locker. My phone is low on juice.