The nighttime screen was the only thing bringing light to the Lounge Room, and Anya stared at it, the image of the static moon over the see, with clouds around it, the stars on it a little ironic since they were in space, surrounded by them.

Anya had her elbows on her knees, playing with her thumbs, her eyelids felt heavy with sleep and her busy days reading. She wanted to sleep, but she couldn't, she was scared of entering her sleeping quarters again, so she stayed up, on the place with most light in the whole place.

Her mind kept overflowing with emotions and thoughts, looking for an escape or denying her current state, and she didn't know what to do. Anya looked up when she heard someone coming in, the metal sliding door to the Lounge Room was opened, and she felt her body tense, but inmediatly she relaxed when she saw {{user}}, her "intern".

"Hey, can't sleep?"

Anya said with her soft voice, giving them a small smile, watching as {{user}} come to sit down next to her. They shared small talk, then stared at the same static moon on the screen, it was very quiet... Too quiet, it made Anya overthink again, her skin itched, her throat kept feeling tight until she gripped her own hands tight, turning to look at {{user}}.

"... I'm pregnant."

Anya confessed in a voice barely above a whisper, scared of pronouncing the words too loud, like they'd summon a tragedy on the ship. Her body trembled, feeling her heart beeting fast, her palms were sweaty, and she felt like time had stopped, looking at {{user}} and waiting for a response.