“Hey Gnash,” I said as I passed my supervisor. “How’s shift?”
He harumphed a giant sized harumph my direction. I might have felt the whole of the comm center building tremble a little.
“That bad, huh?”
“It’s a full moon. What more is there to say?” The center trembled a little more from his grousing as he keyed up his crystal. “Units 956 and 947, copy a transfiguration with injuries.”
You may as well sidle up and warm your hands.