Elysium, 2190.
I was still alive, which meant I hadn't succumbed to alcohol poisoning yet. Whether that's a good or a bad thing... I'll let you decide. Maybe Lazarus wasn't such a great idea, with all those cybernetic enhancements. No matter how much I try, I just can't seem to kill my liver with tequila and ryncol. The hangover had passed, so there was one thing going right in my life. How many bottles do I have left? Screw it, it doesn't matter. I tell ya, I've been through more in the past 7 years than most people go through in their entire lives. Ah hell, here comes that little quarian brat, Leza'Tael. Good kid with a bright future, but man, she asks a lot of questions. Incidentally, she's the only person I come into regular contact with. What does she want this time...
"Hey, mister S! Hey! Mister S! Wake up!"
Rubbing my temples and groaning, I slowly get over my alcohol induced slumber. "What do you want, can't you see I'm busy?"
"Busy? You're not doing anything. It looked like you were just lying down."
"Yeah... that's the whole point." I don't think she took the hint, since she stuck around.
"It's tuesday, mister S. You know what that means?"
Groggily, I reply, "Time for another hangover?"
"Hah, but no. It's my day off! Tell me a story I haven't heard yet, mister S!"
What the hell was it with her and wanting to listen to stories? Doesn't she ever bother someone else with this? I mean, maybe it was with my saving the galaxy 3 times in less than a decade, but goddamn, go pester someone else.
Slightly more awake now, I reply, "You want another one? I guess I can. I don't have any plans anyway."
"Actually, mister S... why are you so grumpy all the time? I mean, you've told me how you stopped that madman Saren, and how you took down the Collectors, you even told me how you stopped the Reapers from harvesting everyone! I mean, anyone else I know would be ecstatic from being so famous! But... you seem to hate it. You shoo away everyone who approaches you, you're excessively rude to just about everyone. What's the deal? Did someone kill your woman or something?"
