A scowl was deep set on Zim's face as he stalked the halls back to the Officer's living hall. This day was not going well and all he wanted was to get to his room before anything else could happen. But as soon as he got there he found his door locked.
"What the hell?" he growled lowly.
(The SIRs Zim. I thought you'd rather not like to enter that mess. I will have to take a couple hours to clean it fully for you. I'm sorry,) Bez apologized silently.
All Zim could do was beat his head against the wall in frustration. After a few moments he stopped and turned to rest against the wall he was just beating his head against. He sighed before walking across the hall to knock on Wren's door. It opened without a pause and Zim entered while running a hand over his antenna.
He froze as the door slid shut quietly behind her. Wren stood there with a smile and a small cake on a platter in her hands.
"Heard you had a bad day," she said softly holding up the cake. "Thought you'd like a good surprise to come out of a bad day."
All the wrongs of the day flowed out of his system as he smiled at her. "Thank you," he said gratefully, a small smile gracing his lips.
