Ok this is my first post on here so don't go to hard on me.
It was another long night as he lay back on the gurney, having already dealt with over a dozen cases tonight, he was ready for his shift to be over. As the ambulance sped through the night Kyle got up and moved back to the passenger seat and laid his head on the cold window.
"Hey man, we're almost back to the station and can get some real sleep." Kyle looked over at his friend Tyrone and replied, " Yeah wouldn't that be nice, if the captain would get off my back for two seconds, I just might."
Tyrone snorted as they came to a stop light. Kyle gave him a quick smile and then ducked as Tyrone made a lazy swipe at him.
"Man, I hate getting the graveyard shift, not only is it during the dead of night but it seems like all the freaks are the ones that call us." Tyrone, who was prune to give outbursts like that didn't surprise Kyle at all.
"Well; one we're both barely over 25; two, pissing off the captain by pulling that prank wasn't smart; and three, well your black so the freaks just love you." After that comment there just so happened to be a loud thump from inside the ambulance.
