As Ez8 woke up from his turntable sleep, he staggered out of bed and to his mini-bar. He pulled out a small vile of a black, translucent liquid, and blasted it down. He shuddered violently, got dressed, and headed down the corridor, down to Gravin's room. Upon entering, Ez snapped to attention and saluted. with a loud belch intermingled, Ez said
"Sir!" After a loud laugh from Ez8 and a long look from Gravin, Ez8 stopped chuckling and sat down.
"Any news, Grav?" Ez8 inquired
"Nah. Same old crap, different day.

PS: You can have me say things, but just mono-syllabic crap, you know.
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