Michiru groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sat up. His headache was gone, but he still felt slightly off.
That oaf still didn't have an inside voice. Was that why the giant Collin started acting strangely?
Michiru quickly changed before leaving his room. He made his way to the cafeteria, hoping to find some peace and maybe a decent cup of coffee to help shake off the lingering fog.
The cafeteria was already bustling with activity. Crew members chatted and laughed, the aroma of food mingling with the scent of fresh coffee. Michiru scanned the room, spotting a few familiar faces. He made his way to the coffee machine, filling a mug with the hot, dark liquid.
Taking a sip, he sighed in relief as the warmth spread through him. He found an empty table in the corner and sat down, hoping to gather his thoughts. The events of the past few days had been a whirlwind, and he needed a moment to process everything.
