RE: SCIENCE RUN
11-28-2017, 01:44 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-28-2017, 01:46 AM by Gatr.)
The speed and bumpiness of the craft was not helping Griel's killer hangover. Groaning, he shook out a couple of pills, and jammed them into his throat dry. He needed coffee. Now. Probably with vodka in it. Only way to cure a vodka hangover was with more vodka. As always, he was one of the earliest to rise. As always, he did not want to be the earliest to rise. He blearily made his way over to the coffee machine behind the driver's seat, glaring at anybody who looked his way funny. Okay, Griel. Only a few more weeks with this sham of a mail service, and you're home free.