Subverse - (PT 21) - STUDIO FOW

Um...

What? Hello?

Anyone there?

Okay, something's going on.

Good morning, love.

I think you mean good afternoon, Captain.

It's ******* hundred.

Yeah, well, it feels like oh six hundred in my skull.

Anyways, I happened to find a little something peculiar on my bed just now

and I was wondering if you had a go last night.

No, I'm afraid not.

But if you're interested in a late brunch,

I'd be happy to stop by.

Unfortunately, as you can see, I'm in the middle of an investigation.

Can I take a pussy rain check?

No, Captain, we didn't shag last night.

Ella's here and she said it wasn't her either.

For sure. That was more like last last night.

How the hell did you two know what was going on?

Your com terminal privileges are set to public.

Hangover, crew's all ****** on me, phantom cum menace.

This is turning out to be a flipping strange one.

By the way, Fortune called earlier, but Demi told her you were like totally destroyed.

Aye, she sounded very understanding about it.

Shit, I better double time it to the bridge.

So the brat called.

Yes, Captain, I'm patching you through now.

Oh, look, if it isn't Mr.

I can't take ***** without becoming useless for 48 hours straight.

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