"Thanks. It feels good to get it out sometimes." Chelsea chuckled a little. "Since most of my friends and all of the people I work with are guys, it's a little hard to find a sympathetic ear sometimes." She felt it too, this odd closeness to this lovely, beautiful woman. No, stop that. She's just... You're just emotional, that's all. You just need a friend, someone to talk to.
She looked at the clock, interrupting her thoughts, and was surprised at how late it was. "Wow, look at the time, damn. I need to go change and shower. But, um, if you wanna go get coffee sometime and chat we can. Or stop by sometime, if you like. I'm in 9205, the H deck. It's one of the corner rooms." She leaned over, straining and hoping she didn't fall off the bench, and reached to wipe Ella's tears with her towel. "Here, let me. I don't think it's too sweaty, and I promise you, I'm clean." She smiled sweetly and reached towards her face, to wipe those beautiful brown eyes. Quit it!