<em>Thump thump, thump. Thump thump, thump</em>. The little red ball bounced off the deck then the wall and then bouncing off the deck again into Mac's waiting hand. He had lost track of when he came into his cabin and started idly bouncing the ball to stave off the boredom and hunger. He realised with some regret that the realisation brought back his feeling of hunger in earnest. He threw the ball one last time and sighed. He thought to himself that now was just as good a time as any to get his protein ration for the day (meagre as it was).<br/>He climbed out the ladder/hatch to his room onto the main hallway and walked to the galley, tossing and catching the ball as he walked. He got to the galley and made a beeline for the storage cabinet. He took out a plate and put on about half of his allotted rations. He looked at the plate sullenly "What I'd give for some proper food. Hell. I'd sell my left nut for a Gorram grape." he said as he started to nibble at a cube.