One More Round at the Downtime
The last session of the day was over. Jonas knew that he was due to get a command, possibly as early as tomorrow. That meant that tonight was the last night that he could really unwind. There was one place on the station where he could really unwind. That was 'Downtime.' That's where he would go. That's where he went.
Jonas stepped through the door and nodded to the bartender. "Start 'em up again. I have one more night to unwind."
The bartender nodded back, "Coming up." A highball glass filled with Irish whiskey slid down the bar to Jonas.
"Thanks." Jonas took his first drink (he doesn't sip whiskey, he drinks it.)