Chapter 517
Lt. Hannah Damon
It's been a long week.
I'm so glad to have been separated from Julio. He's so loud. It's too much. He never stops talking. Ever.
I place the metal juice bottle he's given me on the table. He said it would help me with my "marital problems." I don't know what's in it, but before I could reject him, he placed it in my hand and was long gone.
I walk into the shower in my room on the Bastion.
Once the water presses against my body, I feel great. I'm accustomed to not showering—it's something inevitable on the battlefield and traveling through space due to limited water. But just because I'm used to it doesn't mean I like it.
I'm inside for a few minutes. I accidentally catch my blurry reflection in the reflective walls of the shower, and I want to look away.
