It was another one of those nights where we work just sort of dragged on for reasons that simply escaped her. It wasn’t like she was in the build stage anymore, but there were still a lot of details to monitor. A system as complex as the one she had helped design and put together required her to be on the ball and not miss the tiny advance warnings of issues.

So there she found herself once again having some of the last of whatever stew Harv had sitting about. Good man, if still a bit squirrelly. She swore he’d been keeping it about because he knew she would always eat if it there.

Dragging her spoon around the edge of the bowl and stirring the outside portion in, Faye tucked some of her hair behind her ear. It was loose today and she had noted that the faded teal ends were looking a little worse for wear. Time to toss some colour in there again, she mused to herself as she enjoyed a few moments of quiet.

~Faye Calloway, Data Specialist