Chase huddled on his bunk, his picture of Aislyn clutched to his chest. How could he be so foolish? Letting his heart open once again and then again. He sighed and closed his hands, shifting so he faced the door.
OOC: If you post in this bunk and I didn't invite you, I will not hesitate in letting my characters bash yours verbally.
OOC: If you post in this bunk and I didn't invite you, I will not hesitate in letting my characters bash yours verbally.