Harry sat nervously on the edge on his sofa, tapping his fingers frantically on the table in front of him. He nervously chewed his lip as he looked over at the console for the 20th time in the last half hour, 13 minutes to go before his first shift.

Not wanting to be late, he jumped up and promptly nudged his coffee cup into his lap. “Dang it!” He said as the luke warm coffee dribbled down his trouser leg. He quickly ran into the bedroom and grabbed a new pair of pants, cursing as he stubbed his toe against the end of the bed. As he hopped around the room and tried to manoeuvre into the fresh pants, he glanced over at the time again, he now had 8 minutes left before his shift.

He squeaked as he hurriedly grabbed his boots and promptly put them on the wrong feet. “Get it together H!” He muttered to himself as he changed them over and sprinted out of the door towards the science lab.

Ensign Goodwin (Sci)