Bryson understood not having a need for an onboard chef, but couldn’t fathom why there wouldn’t be a way to cook a decent meal without a replicator. After all, for some people, a 6-month assignment could feel like an eternity. The XO shrugged off that thought and found his way in front of one of the replicators. “Coffee, light cream, hot”, He ordered. Bryson grabbed ahold of the mug once it appeared, walked a few steps over to the table, and sat down. The Commander closed his eyes and quietly nursed on the coffee to wake him up.

Erin
XO

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