Posted by Lieutenant Kiama Naim (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

Posted by Lieutenant Kiama Naim (Chief Science Officer) in Side Sim: Friends and good food -what else does one need?

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“A pitcher of water would be nice. Thank you,” Kiama replied as she finished setting the table and placing serving spoons in the bowls; pondering whether she wanted to open the bottle if it was just her drinking from it. She hadn’t had a real glass of wine in ages. Yet drinking alone felt awkward. And after such along time without having had any alcohol, she wasn’t entirely sure how she would handle it. So keeping it for another time might be the better idea.

Faye moved over and a moment later carried a pitcher of cold water to the table.

Walking over to the bookshelf, she took down a candle holder with a long, ivory coloured candle. “You know what, I’ll join you with the syntheholic Rosé,” she said with a smile as she lit the candle. “Do you need a hand?”

~Lt. Naim, CSO

Calloway cast a look Kiama’s way, her brows slightly knit together. “Don’t feel like you can’t drink because I’m not. Do what you want. I promise it’s fine with me either way.” Just because Faye was rebuilding her boundaries when it came to alcohol, didn’t mean people had to refrain in her presence. And she at least was beginning to understand the other woman’s sense of propriety and how it had been constructed through her family and their sense of what was ‘correct’.

~Faye Calloway

“Oh, I didn’t think you would mind if I had a glass of that wine. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make this awkward or upset you,” Kiama replied, her expression apologetic. “I just don’t feel like opening the bottle just for myself and I wouldn’t drink more than a glass or two anyway, I think. And who knows when I’d actually drink the rest. So I feel like it would be best to leave it for another time.” Holding back a sigh, she hoped that her decision didn’t have any (lasting) negative effects on their mood and this evening. She could kick herself in the behind. Yet she also knew that dwelling on this wouldn’t help. So she fiddled a little with the plates and silverware instead; a little obsessively making sure that everything was perfect.

~Lt. Naim, CSO

Faye gazed at Kiama for a moment, her mood pensive. She replicated two glasses of syntheholic wine and brought over to the table. Setting them down, Faye reached out and rested a hand on Kiama’s encouraging her to stop. “It’s good enough,” she said with a warm smile. “This evening is already great. Enjoy it,” she said with a knowing wink before removing her hand.

Removing lids from their dishes, the aromas wafted and melded. “Oh yes, I am glad I am hungry. This smells great!”

~Faye Calloway