Lacey ran the towel across her back, picking up the last bit of water from her skin. She used the same towel to wipe the steam off the mirror. Her pale complexion showed through, highlighting the dark circles under her eyes. She hadn't slept in days, too excited for her first day at the hospital. She practiced her smile, her introductions, and her [i]"your illness is terminal"[/i] face. It still didn't feel real. She had dreamed of the day when she could apply her medical knowledge to pursue her obsession with the kaiju, namely Godzilla. She grabbed a bottle of melatonin, hoping it would do enough to put her to sleep tonight. She brushed her teeth, got dressed for bed and laid down. The light was switched off and everything was silent but it didn't matter. There was no way she was going to relax enough for it to do any good. She flicked the light back on and grabbed the remote. Maybe tv would help some.