Snippet #1701898

Lan was starting to doze off, her heavy eyelids falling over her gray eyes. She had even begun to have some weird dream about talking fruit helping them fight in a war against vegetables, or whatever the hell they were doing. She really wasn't sure what was going on. All of a sudden, she was awoken suddenly by the door creeping open and a voice saying rather angrily, "If you expect that I'm going to be fine with this, I'm - ". It took a second, no more, to recognize the voice--Logan's, her XO, medic, and headache. She shot up and looked at him.


"You have got to be kidding me." he said, smashing a cigarette into the ground. Great, now her room would smell like smoke all the time. "It's nice to see you too, Executive Logan," she greeted him sarcastically. Was he really her roommate? Him, of all the people in the entire barracks? How did she get so lucky...

"Are you, uhmm, my new roommate?" She was not happy about this at all. It would have been fine, but Lan wasn't exactly fond. And he didn't seem too happy about her. Now she had to live with the one person she didn't get along with. This should be fun, she thought.