*afternoon after the morning after
this*
*sitting at QM's desk, going over recquisition forms, putting all approved items on an extra list for QM to put packages together later*
*has been banned from the store room until legs are completely healed, QM even went so far as to lock the door, can't do anything but paperwork and deliveries*
What the fuck am I supposed to do if someone comes in here wanting something???
*sighs, finishing up with Ensign Burger's request and moving to the next*
*smiles a little*
Ah, Warren... lipstick, nail polish, toothpaste and... lube? Huh. He didn't tell me he was sleeping with anyone. Not that lube necessarily means he's sleeping with someone other than himself.
*checks in the database for any holds against him, knows about rations for Dillard's hair gel and Jensen's talcum powder*
*doesn't want to know what Jensen does with that powder...*
*finds no holds against Warren, approves his request and puts his items on QM's list, thinking up a group of friend's possible bedmates*
Interesting what you can learn about people from these. Or least what stories you can make up about them to amuse yourself...
*flips screen to next victim, Crewman Miller*