A night shift was never easy, especially when they called last minute. Monica kept walking on the sidewalk, yawning every other second. Even if the workplace wasn't the best one there was, her co-workers were great. They never left her alone during the night shift and made her company. There were a few people there that could turn into her good friends. Her lips pulled into a smile and a pleasant feeling filled her heart. This was great. Just what she needed.

Monica looked up at the sky. It was still dark, but now pink colors were trying to peek through the glumness of the ending night and greet the...