“Hmm…” Staring down at her book Loni began to hum. She wasn’t exactly sure why but she couldn’t focus on the words anymore. Not even glancing up she called out to her captain who was sitting on his usual perch.
“Oi. Lu let’s go search the kitchen fer some food.”
SHE MUST ALREADY know what’s happening. he cannot hide from her keen senses & even a normal Terran would already smell the tragedy in the kitchen. Peter walks in with hands empty where he hoped there would be two plates decorated by a decent meal ( the kind that doesn’t come out of a box then you microwave it ).
& yet, he stands there with gloom weaved under his skin, his desire to STRIVE to do better diminishes like the sunbeams hitting the windows of Kate’s apartment place. ❛ soooooo, i guess we should order Chinese. ❜
brows raise & a calloused hand mindlessly scratches his beard which is nothing but an indication that he’s not telling her something. too bad that SOMETHING is talking for itself.