After that mess of a holiday, Thanksgiving...

You just wanted some leftovers. There were a lot. You crept down the steps outside of your room on board, nearly waking up a few crewmates... and then you saw it. Your own personal holy grail. The answer to all of your hunger problems...

...the fridge.

But just as you fish out your favorite dish from the bins, you hear a voice from behind you.

"Hungry, are we?"

Just pray it's not Coach Hedge, okay?