Hard Day's Work- Lisha & Dominic
Who: Open
When and Where: Diner after her shift
Trigger Warnings: brief mention of blood and ER-related injuries and offscreen death
Sometimes Dominic wandered, he didn't know why and most of the time he wasn't even aware that he'd left the house, he would just end up somewhere without remembering his trip there and not knowing what the purpose for the journey was. Today was one of those times so as he snapped back to reality and found himself outside the diner it took him a good full minute before he decided to pull the door open and enter the building. He knew he needed help, but between the humiliation of admitting his issues and the fear of never getting better he still hadn't done a thing to combat the constant conflict that was occurring in his mind.
As he stepped across the threshold and into the diner he looked around the room observantly, a younger woman, a young family and single man, four employees, no one frequenting the place seemed threatening off the cuff, but Dominic made his way to a booth at the back of the room where he'd have a bird's eye view of the entire room-just in case-all part of his former marine training.
As soon as he sat the waitress flanked him, bombarding him with questions about his day, the weather, and the latest headlines, Dominic did his best to answer in what he thought would be an appropriate fashion and ordered his coffee feeling relieved when the waitress finally retreated back into the kitchen. As he sat in silence his eye couldn't help but fixate on the woman who sat alone, a look of grief across her face. The look was not unfamiliar to him, loss, death, it was something he'd had the unfortunately luck of experiencing often during his time overseas and he wondered who the woman had lost as he watched her with sympathy.
He wasn't sure how long he'd been sitting and staring, but before long he felt compelled to comfort her, even in all his awkwardness and inability to communicate he stood and approached her table tentatively. "Uh...hi" He spoke softly as he reached her booth and looked down at her, hoping his boldness wouldn't be taken the wrong way. "I uh.. I couldn't help but notice you looked..down. And I uh.. I just.. I wanted to um..." He stumbled over his words pathetically and bit his lip as he stretched his brain for words that sounded remotely intelligible, "I hope things get better." He finally spat out the words with a genuine tone.
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