Harry’s heart was racing as he slowly made his way to the psychiatry suite for his boarding psyche eval. He nervously wrung his hands as he approached the door, sweat dripping from his forehead. He wiped his brow, took a couple of deep breaths and decided it was better just to get it over with. He cautiously entered and cleared his throat then said in a high pitched squeak. “Um…Ensign Harry…Harry Goodwin…I’m here to…that is…I…board…psyche…” he rambled into gibberish as sweat continued to trickle down the side of his face. He mentally scolded himself and handed over a padd with his assignment details.

Ensign Goodwin (Sci)