George Haroon walked into his quarters after a long day. He sighed as he replicated himself a cup of water. He still hadn’t unpacked anything in his quarters, but he was determined to start on it tonight. He took a sip, then set his cup down and grabbed a box. This was tedious work, but Haroon didn’t mind. He pulled out multiple different dishes he’d brought from home and put them in cupboards in his quarters.
Cadet George Haroon (Science)
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