Those nine words are going to be etched onto John's tombstone someday. It's a creed he lives by more than he'd ever admit. And hey, when you're just some geek from Earth stuck on the Enterprise with all your favorite regulars, not settling down to try every Klingon cuisine the replicators can provide seems like a gross error in judgment. It had worked out for Commander Riker, and John always did want to be like Commander Riker.
Only the day-after food poisoning wasn't part of his plan. He's trying to single out what did it, those fried calamari things or the brown spaghetti, or maybe it was the bowl of tan goo, or... nope, abort. ABORT. Do not think about it, it only makes things worse.
He's spread across the sofa in the common room in Room #0713, a rag folded over his eyes and a dour expression on his face. He's groaning, and muttering to himself, because he heard the announcement and it would just figure the first opportunity he has to get his Kirk on he's stuck inside a ten-feet radius of the bathroom at all times.
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Those nine words are going to be etched onto John's tombstone someday. It's a creed he lives by more than he'd ever admit. And hey, when you're just some geek from Earth stuck on the Enterprise with all your favorite regulars, not settling down to try every Klingon cuisine the replicators can provide seems like a gross error in judgment. It had worked out for Commander Riker, and John always did want to be like Commander Riker.
Only the day-after food poisoning wasn't part of his plan. He's trying to single out what did it, those fried calamari things or the brown spaghetti, or maybe it was the bowl of tan goo, or... nope, abort. ABORT. Do not think about it, it only makes things worse.
He's spread across the sofa in the common room in Room #0713, a rag folded over his eyes and a dour expression on his face. He's groaning, and muttering to himself, because he heard the announcement and it would just figure the first opportunity he has to get his Kirk on he's stuck inside a ten-feet radius of the bathroom at all times.
"Qapla' my happy Southern ass," he mutters.