Thomas wasn't a big sleeper obviously, and tonight he was at the main computer hub, in the big chair, finishing up the night's logs and looking into some side things. He heard the footsteps stomp down and pass straight to the gym. Obviously Maria's footsteps, he figured she hadn't noticed him because the giant chair did a great job at hiding if someone was in it. So he turned in it and leaned on an armrest, watching her start.
"What's got you in a brooding rage?" He called out from the chair.
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