Mar 17, 2018
Long Nights
Sup commanders once again!! I'm back at it again due to @illusivesoul (read his story ples its sooo goood) this was for a 100 word drabble on MEFFW.... -------- She hated it. The quiet nights at the normandy. The sickening silence of the mess hall. She was never good with quiet. It gives way to the demons inside her own head. Gunshots. Explosions. Screams. She remembers it all. The names of the dead replaying over and over. Scent of blood filling her nostrils and the pumping of adrenaline in her veins. But lately the thoughts aren't as overwhelming. A warm cup carefully placed beside her. "I thought you'd like some company," warm brown eyes meet cold gray. She sips the warm cup. Tea. And for once she feels warm.
