Jaybyss

    "It's another one!" My father glanced at a dimly lit screen sitting in the middle of our tattered table.    I turned and stood up, trying to get a peek at the outdated LCD screen. "You know, if we ever got one of those Holoscreens, I wouldn't have to strain my neck to see every order." I smirked. I wasn't going to complain too much, as I needed the stretch after sitting in my cramped corner for so long.    "A pot roast?" I raised my eyebrows, slightly concerned. "We still have that on the menu? I haven't seen one of those for ages." I quickly turned to my small corner, searching for the necessary ingredients. "I... I don't know if I c