Posted Dec. 22, 2018, 7:24 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Roux Delarosa (Counselor) (Trin S)
Posted by Ensign Myrok (Scientist) in Open..In his quarters
He woke in a heavy sweat it had to be something he was not expecting. He looked around hoping it was a dream, but knew it was not. On wobbley legs he stood erect his blue shirt was haggled, but he knew he must go on. He looked at his console and thought ( I could send her a message) but thought against it. No more emotional outburst.Myrok knew what this was he alienated all. Tried to fight, did not work. Tried to fit in , did not work. This time he chose loneliness. He fell into his bed , face down....dreamed of better times.Myrok ensign scientist
Passing by his quarters, Delarosa recognized the length it had been since she had last spoken with the scientist. Figuring it was time to check up on him and see how he was doing, she paused and pressed her hand against the chime. Quietly, she waited for an answer, if he was even there.
Delarosa
CNS
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