:Mass Effect: Four a.m.

"What you write after two a.m.," he said after a long pause, "is complete nonsense."

He was trying to make sense of it anyway, staring fixedly at the screen, the blanket he had brought for Nihlus completely forgotten.

Nihlus sighed. You win some, you lose some.

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Coloured with a fricking mouse.

Guess how late i stayed up for this?

Just guess.

Cookies for pointing out what's on each screen.

Mass Effect and will be the death of me.

Mass Effect and its elements (c) Bioware