You were tired from treating recruits all night long since you had the night shift as a nurse. Your stomach was gurgling and your throat was sore.

“Can you get me coffee and a piece of cake?” You asked your friend with a weak voice.

Your friend nodded and left the medbay.

A few minutes later, someone entered the medbay. You turned around to see Ghost, holding a triple dose of espresso and a piece of cake. Your gaze softened as you saw the cake, it was how your mom always made it.