59.) Open Commentlog
[Whoever screwed up Sergei's did Herz something of a favor. After his absolutely pathetic attempt at a brawl the other night, he's more than happy to find the restaurant deserted, but still in need of his attention.
He knows if he left the mess long enough, the Stewardess or another invisible ship hand would see to it's repair, but he wants to clean. He wants the distraction.
The doors are closed, but not locked. None of the lights are on, so it probably won't seem very inviting from the outside. All the same, the shadow moving inside there is Herz with a splint over his nose and a familiar hunch to his shoulders. Ngl, guys, he sort of feels like a failure.]
He knows if he left the mess long enough, the Stewardess or another invisible ship hand would see to it's repair, but he wants to clean. He wants the distraction.
The doors are closed, but not locked. None of the lights are on, so it probably won't seem very inviting from the outside. All the same, the shadow moving inside there is Herz with a splint over his nose and a familiar hunch to his shoulders. Ngl, guys, he sort of feels like a failure.]