A Lonely Place

Posted on 30 Jun 2015 @ 9:24pm by https://stgalileo.com/index.php/personnel/character/312

260 words; about a 1 minute read

Doyle sat down on his rather empty bunk, he had been feeling rather defeated and deflated the past few days. Loneliness was starting to creep into his head.

=/\= Computer, begin personal log =/\=

So, just me saving on therapy time again and venting things myself. I need to wonder or ponder on something... does no one talk to the bar staff here? I'm used to small crowds, but yikes. Flirting with the barman, I get, heck, I like for the right person, but nothing here.

I think I will need to make more of an effort. Grayson is here, but since the war games he's been all loved up with some guy. Personally I don't care for him much, he will be the next in line to leave the poor guy in tears.

This time though, this time I will do it. I need to tell him how I feel about him. How I want to pick things up where we left them. I won't hurt him.

*a break in the recording as Doyle gives muffled sobs in the background*

Or, or, or...I could just go back to the bar and drink.

*another break in the recording as the ship shudders and is placed on red alert*

Oh hell, what danger are they putting us into now? I swear, the short time I have been here, it seems like we poke or nose in the wrong places at the wrong time, just to get into trouble. Guess the bar will be empty again on my next shift.

=/\=Computer, end log =/\=

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