Ice Cream [for onshoreleave]

All he really wanted was one night off to just sit in his quarters and do nothing. One day where he could not spend the evening cursing the damn slug, Nero, and his useless lower body. But Yeoman Barrows guiilted him into going, and what's worse, she probably saw what was happening. Talk about humiliating. Now here he sat, picking at a bowl of chocolate ice cream with marshmallow goo on top waiting for her to join him. Times like this made him wonder if he was some sort of a masochist.

Prompt 2: A childhood Habit

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