Walking into the communal kitchen to get something to eat, you didn’t expect to hear your Captain singing along to a song on the radio.

“Every day i wake up, then i start to break up…”

He had a nice voice- smooth and full of emotion yet it still carried a slight gruffness.

“Lonely is a man without love…”

He was washing some dishes by the looks of it, stood staring out of the window completely oblivious.

“Every day i start out, then i cry my heart out.. Lonely is a man… without love.”