Room 317, Sunday Night

Z lounged on her bed, reading a magazine and willfully ignoring the blinking light on her computer that indicated a waiting message from Commander Cruger, because she still had no idea what she was going to say to him.

Maybe if she just pretended this wasn't happening, it wouldn't. Yeah. That was the ticket.

((Open.))

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