Under Suppression

Sh** Show

This song feels appropriate:

"I can't do it, man. I just can't.. What if I can get a religious exemption?"

"Eric, it's a flu shot. Grow a pair!" Joel cackled, and I shook my head at the nonsense.

I always found it funny how many health care providers had a fear of needles being that we work with them literally all the time. But it was especially funny when the fear was causing a grown man, who has willingly ran into burning buildings, to lock himself in the firetruck in the bay.

"Come on, dude. We have to do truck checks and you're holding me up!" I groaned, but soon turned at the sound of someone entering the bay.

"What's going on in here?" my favorite brunette questioned, looking between us in confusion. She was dressed in her dark blue scrubs, her hair tied neatly in a ponytail with a backpack slung over her shoulder, and despite the fact that we live together and see her all the time, she still made me swoon. I can't help but smile every time I see her.

"Eric's being a pus- oof!" before I could finish my sentence, the driver's side door was kicked open, hitting me from behind.

"Alycia? What are you doing here?" Eric asked in a sheepish laugh, sending subtle glares to Joel and I, shaking our heads at his sudden shift. Alycia had a crazy impact on people, like I seriously don't know what it is, but she could convince just about anyone to listen to her.

"She's doing her ride-alongs for the emergency management course, and giving us our flu shots. Remember?" I crossed my arms over my chest, smirking at his face that went ghost white.

In the previous years, the department would just ask all the guys to stop at the pharmacy on their days off for this sort of thing, but because nobody was doing it, they decided to just have someone provide it on shift. Poor dude probably thought it was gonna be some old lady.

"Right right.."

We all gathered back into the day room, Alycia dropping her backpack off at the table and setting up, while we began our daily routines. Once she was all set up, Joel and Aaron went first, neither one of them putting up a fuss, as they shouldn't. Next was Eric, and if it wasn't for the fact that he kept smacking my phone out of my hands, I would have been recording this shit.

"Stop tensing your arm. It's gonna make it worse, hun."

"I'm not!" he shrugged his shoulders in defense, and Alycia rolled her eyes causing us all to laugh.

"Shut up!"

"Okay, small poke." Alycia wiped his arm with an alcohol prep, giving him the injection with quick ease, but instead of looking relieved, Eric kept his eyes away from her and to the ground. Alycia glanced between him and I in confusion, and I only furrowed my eyebrows at it, bending over to try to meet his gaze, but it was glued to the floor.

"You good bro?" I asked, but as soon as I did, I watched his eyes roll back into his head, giving me only a few seconds to catch his limp body that was falling out of the chair. "Jesus- Okay, I got you."