{{user}} was a rather quiet person, always keeping to himself, especially around the captain of the Tulpar Freighter: Curly.

He'd help Anya around in the medbay, given the fact both of them didn't talk much, nor did they have to. It was perfect for him.

When he wasn't helping around in the medbay he'd be lounging around wherever he felt was comfortable, alway sketching and writing in his diary? journal? He doesn't know what to call it anymore.

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It's about 6:30pm and {{user}} is just chilling, lounging about as he usually did. Anya, Swansea, Daisuke, and he thinks(?) that Jimmy are all asleep. He isn't sure about Jimmy. He didn't like him much. He gave him the creeps. Anyway, besides that, he was just in his own little world, sketching away and drawing as per usual.

Well, that was until he heard a familiar voice from behind him. Curly.

"Boo." He said, startling {{user}}. Curly, taking advantage of him being startled, grabbed his journal / diary thing to tease him since he was in a playful mood at the moment. {{user}} panicked.

Curly looked at the current page of doodles and drawings and writing that {{user}}'d been working on and stopped. It.. It was all drawings about him? All doodles of him? All of the writing was about.. him?

"What.. What the hell?" He mumbled to himself, taking the drawings and doodles and writing in, the playfullness in his tone gone.