Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Lost in Thought

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Lost in Thought

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Lost in Thought
Posted by… suppressed (5) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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Roman was grinning as he watched her take in what was on the table. Then she brought him the tray and he took a big bite of the grilled cheese as she walked away again. When came back, his smug, playful smile faded slightly. “Six?” His voice did that high pitched thing it did when he said it. “Are you trying to overhydrate me to death? You know that’s a thing, don’t you?”

~ Roman

Rand watched him take that big bite of the sandwich and resisted the urge to glare at the closet where the nightgown hung. She did appreciate the look on his face at the water though. “I do know, but I also know it will take more than 6 bottles of water to overhydrate a fully hydrated person. My track coach made us learn that.” She walked back over to the table and grabbed her own lunch, and grinned over her shoulder at him, “but you don’t have to drink it.” Then she sat down on her side of the bed and dunked her sandwich into the soup. Nope, he did not have to drink the water. She was totally fine with him not holding up his side of the deal.

Rand

All this time, and Rand still underestimated Roman’s stubborn streak. He finished off the sandwich and the soup, drinking the first water with his meal. Then he popped the top off another water and started guzzling that one too. He was reaching for the third when he looked over at her again and smiled playfully.

~ Roman

Rand absolutely was not understanding his stubborn streak. In fact she was counting on it. He would decide he was full and stubbornly insist that he had eaten enough, in fact eaten more than he had in weeks, and so had met his end of the deal. In fact he would get even more stubborn about not eating more when she insisted he hadn’t. She would be equally stubborn in not wearing that nightgown and that would be that. What she miscalculated was what Roman would be stubborn about.

He finished the food, and at first she was so relieved to see him eat, not nibble not poke at the food, she started to offer him hers. Just so he would keep eating. Then she remembered she was supposed to be eating as well, so he didn’t worry. And she really was hungry. She had just taken the last spoonful of her soup when Roman put down the first bottle and chugged the second one … Then he picked up the third and grinned at her. She started to cough and a bit of the soup was spit out she was so stunned. She coughed again, cleared her throat, and drank half her own water. “Not that I’m complaining, but maybe you should sip that water? Before you make your stomach cramp?” She really was concerned about it, but the red color in her cheeks was more than enough evidence to know she was stalling.

Rand

Roman set aside the empty plate from lunch, set aside the remaining three bottles, and chugged the one in his hand. His stomach was already starting to hurt, all that good and water after weeks of not eating or drinking properly. But he was not going to lose his side of the deal, so he wasn’t going to tell Rand. He set down the third empty bottle. “Three more, and I’ve still got the rest of the day.”

~ Roman

Rand must have been feeling better because she was shyly teasing him, and grinning about it. “You still have dinner too, and I don’t know if six bottles is enough, but it’s a good start.” Really six was a good number, more than the daily recommended limit by 2 bottles. But she could make him squirm for a bit. As long as Elbbirt didn’t come back too soon and say he was fully hydrated and eaten enough,she could keep him guessing. “Umm…should we uh…restart the movie?”

Rand

Roman gave her a look. He wasn’t a runner but he was still an athlete. “Six bottles is more than enough already.” Then he smiled at her and shifted in his spot, resting his head on the ice pack again. “Unless you think I wouldn’t drink more?” She suggested the movie and he made a face and shook his head. His head hurt enough already, and trying to watch the movie would only make his head feel worse. It was pounding and foggy and he didn’t feel like he was going to be able to pay attention to the movie even if his headache weren’t so bad. “We can watch it another time.”

~ Roman

Rand grinned, “Are you trying to put a limit on how much water I want you to drink? Let’s see four bottles is the daily recommended amount for someone who is properly hydrated. You are very dehydrated. Maybe we should just make it an even 8 bottles for the whole day?”

“We already agreed on six. You want to make me drink more, you’ll have to add something to your end.” Roman was smiling, still teasing her. “Like wearing it to bed, instead of just letting me see.”

They had not agreed on six, they agreed on however much she wanted him to drink, but then she had said till he was fully hydrated. But she wasn’t going to argue that point with him. His head hurt and she didn’t want to confuse him by arguing the point. Add something to her end..wait…what? “Changing out of it was an option??” Rand had not considered being that sneaky. She was going to have to think like she was making a deal with Randy. Her free hand tugged at the belt on her robe. She might have to wear it, but didn’t mean she couldn’t wear something else over it…she grinned.

The way she fiddled with the belt of the bathrobe and that smile told Roman he was walking right into a trap. He might’ve normally caught it right away, today it took him a moment of thought. “And if I don’t argue with whatever Elbbirt says, you lose the robe and wear the gown all night.”

Rand took the PaDD off of the bed, and took the dishes, stacking them, and the empty water bottles. Then she sat at the computer. She knew Roman played classics and maybe he wasn’t in the mood for that but she decided to put on her favorite - Fall from Vivaldi’s Four Seasons. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and took his hand. “Are you okay?”

Rand

Roman squeezed her hand gently and smiled. “I’ll be fine. My head just hurts. The ice pack should help, I think.” He grabbed the fourth water bottle off the table. “Elbbirt should be back…” He looked at the clock. It had been way more than a half hour. “Eventually.”

~ Roman

Rand turned and glanced at the clock. Half an hour was gone awhile ago. HA! She was going to win this one. It was late afternoon now. Roman would not want to eat when the dinner tray came. “Yes he will, so…” she leaned in and kissed him before she got up. She pulled out clothes, not the nightgown, and headed for the bathroom.

Rand

Roman chugged the fourth bottle. Four to go. He felt like he was going to explode with water. Then he kissed her as she got up. “I’ll be done with two more waters before you’re back.” He said.

~ Roman