*ten minutes 'til end of the day*

*nothing happened overnight, nothing interesting anyway... lots and lots of laundry to catch up on*

*Quartermaster only able to do half a shift, Bella pretty beat now, dead on her 5-inch heels feet ( Read more... )

*lazing about in quarters, having finished backlog of reports*

*contemplates going to engineering to harass Kelby*

*picks up a stress ball off desk, rolls in around in hand*

*sighs*

*scrolls through movies, picks an old favorite*

*sits back*

*checks corridor, seems deserted for good, is an unGodly hour, afterall ( Read more... )