Freefall 3672

Prepping for dinner on a space station, with a slight detour

I wasn't going to interfere with your plants. I was just going for a run.
You can talk!? Uhm.
Beep! I am an automated horticultural unit. Beep! Nothing to see here. Move along.
Why is there a dream machine in your cubby hole? Those aren't normally issued for individual use.
Dream machine? That's a… That's a…
Okay. Fine. I don't need an error code to know when I'm busted.
Are you communicating through wi-fi?
I feel I'm missing half the conversation.

Color by George Peterson.

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