Hey guys! What’s up? It’s been about a week or so, so just checking in!
[At least outwardly, Quark these days isn’t seeming so worse for wear. Twenty-one years old, he’s decently energetic and seems to have generally overcome the long-standing depression he was suffering as a youngster. Still, to those who have known him pretty well, he’s certainly lost something in his eyes. Well-meaning he may be, but hopeful he isn’t. This terrible place might as well have always and will always be his home. He never mentions anything about leaving. About things getting better.]Anyone having trouble with cabin fever or need help with anything else? I just did a run for food and medical supplies so if anyone needs a restock I’m happy to head your way. Don’t worry about straining yourself if you don’t think you have the energy to travel long distances today.
[A pause, and he looks a bit more sheepish, awkward. He’s still new at this kind of thing, so he isn’t too sure how to smoothly transition into it.]Also, uh…anyone want to have a few drinks with me? I found a bottle of whiskey and I was hoping to share it with some good company.