voice. at ass o'clock in the morning.

[mindoired]

So this is like an intraship social network, right? People ask questions and crap and... I don't know. Talk. [ there's a pause as the very awkward teen yawns. ] I've got a question for all of you, then. What do you do when you can't sleep?

Back hom-- [ she cuts herself off, rewords that. ] Back on Mindoir, I'd go for a run out in the fields or the woody area not far from the farm. There's nothing like that on a ship, though.

[ shepard misses the open spaces.

there's a moment's pause and then her tone changes from the somewhat embarrassed but mostly exhausted and not caring vibe it had for everything else to something distinctly grumpier. ]

First person to suggest a warm glass of milk is liable to get a boot up their ass, though. I'm not five.

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[mindoired]

[ there's a distinct pause before shepard replies. ]

Yeah, I'm not seeing how that's any different from the warm milk idea.

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[that_cost]

Warm milk never worked for me. This is something different.

I kinda think it works because I have happy memories tied to it.

That and warm milk tastes horrific, anywau.

[mindoired]

I wouldn't know, I've never actually had it. It just always seemed gross.

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And it's not like we had cows on Mindoir, anyway.

[that_cost]

What's 'Mindoir'?

And..yeah...it kinda is if it's done wrong? I add honey and cinnamon and it's...okay?