Janice and Millie sat across from each other, the awkward silence broken by the gentle whirring of the automated meal preparation armature, the static-like cold of stasis still tingling on their skin.
“You’ve been awakened for your 10 year anniversary! Please enjoy this 24hrs on behalf of Crew Rotation 710. Let’s do it again tomorrow!” the place card holotext read.
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