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decideformyself) wrote2014-09-17 08:44 pm
decideformyself) wrote2014-09-17 08:44 pm
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[Personal Log] Not a B
After their check-up with Doctor Bashir, Shotaro and Philip managed to make it to the guest quarters. It was frankly impressive that they did; the two of them were so exhausted Philip wouldn't have been surprised if they'd passed out right in the lift.
But they did, indeed, make it back to Shotaro and Amy's quarters, where Philip promptly made Shotaro sit down on the couch while he went over to the replicator to get something to eat. He had a real hankering for some ramen. The computer had no idea how to make the special recipe from the ramen cart they usually visited -- he'd have to fix that -- so he settled for just two bowls of some plain, boring ramen.
He sat down beside Shotaro, set his bowl on the table in front of them, and closed his eyes just to rest them for a moment. And then he slumped sideways onto Shotaro's shoulder. He was out like a light.
But they did, indeed, make it back to Shotaro and Amy's quarters, where Philip promptly made Shotaro sit down on the couch while he went over to the replicator to get something to eat. He had a real hankering for some ramen. The computer had no idea how to make the special recipe from the ramen cart they usually visited -- he'd have to fix that -- so he settled for just two bowls of some plain, boring ramen.
He sat down beside Shotaro, set his bowl on the table in front of them, and closed his eyes just to rest them for a moment. And then he slumped sideways onto Shotaro's shoulder. He was out like a light.