[Saturday Night]
Aug. 13th, 2005 11:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flybywashIt's late. Nearly everyone on the ship's asleep -- or trying to sleep, or pretending to sleep.
Wash isn't.
He's leaning against Serenity's windscreen, hands shoved deep in his pockets, silently watching the stars.
Wash isn't.
He's leaning against Serenity's windscreen, hands shoved deep in his pockets, silently watching the stars.
