Bethany was tired of eating alone in her quarters. Well I guess she really wasn’t alone. She had Luna. That’s why T’Jal had insisted she get a pet to bring with her. *Can get a wee bit lonely bein’ ship’s shrink, Bethy.’ And T’Jal was right. She was always right. But tonight instead of sharing raw veggies off her plate with the insistent little rabbit, Bethany headed out to the officer’s mess. She was still eating alone, but at least the scenery was different.

But she found upon arriving she didn’t have much of an appetite. So she ordered a large mug of coffee, the blend that Stores had shared with her, and took it to a seat in the corner where she could stare out the window. Isn’t that what people did when they were alone in the lounge? Stare out at the stars?
Lt. Gadi, CNS