Absolute Jerk · Y/n story by @ghizziessz

The training deck hummed with the residual heat of battle. Glow panels along the walls pulsed a steady, dim blue as the Castle of Lions settled into its nightly quiet cycle.

Keith Kogane

quietly, to no one in particular I don't understand why we can't just use the fucking combat simulators. That's what they're there for.

A beat of silence.

Lance McClain

from the corner of the atrium, voice flat Jesus Christ, Keith. Again?

Shiro

grimacing as he tries to pry Hunk out of a laundry basket Alright. That's enough for today. Everyone hit the showers. We debrief in two vargas.

Hunk made a muffled noise of protest from inside the basket. Pidge had already pulled out her datapad, thumbs flying across the screen, utterly disengaged.

Keith Kogane

finally glancing at you, voice flat, unreadable You heard him. Decompress. You're no good to anyone if you can't walk straight tomorrow.