"Nobody's coming to harm me," Vod griped. "Nobody knows my family. And I want it kept that way, okay?" he asked, pointing a finger from the one holding the bottle. "Drink. Seriously. It'll take your mind off the fact that you're trapped here, on ancient-as-fuck Terra, where you can't even get your dishes clean without figuring out how to work some complicated-ass machine that doesn't even do what it's supposed to."
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Date: 2016-11-11 01:32 pm (UTC)Damn, after that, he needed a drink, himself.