Zero five forty-two hours.
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"Creak!"
"Shff."
Everything not bolted down came slipping to one side, sending Hotaru to slam into the wall beside her bunk. She gasped loudly, having been woken up by a thud against her body, "Ow…!"
She was stuck to the wall and saw ahead of her the sight of an unconscious blonde rolling out of bed and sliding onto the floor of the ship till she slammed against the side of a bunk—yet she did not wake up, much less even make a sound.
Pillows, papers and utensils all slid to one side before a loud splash from the outside started making everything slide from the left to the right side.
Hotaru's face got buried into the thin mattress she was peacefully sleeping on before she raised her head in alarm, one ear still bent down.
Before everything could slide too far, the centre of gravity seemed to settle. In a daze, she hastily crawled to the side of her bunk to examine the blonde on sprawled onto the floor.
