Pharma closed and locked the final door to his Medibay on his way out and back to his hab suite, stars shining proud in the sky around as he walked home, sure he could fly but why could he not walk? It wasn't the pre war times anymore, he'd met his quota so there wasn't any threats current or future for now, once he arrived home he was greeted with a fairly quiet home and a half asleep lover on the sofa, whom he sat next to

"How was your day?"