Donna had a hard night trying to sleep with stress and a stiff bed. When she woke up in the morning she found Instructor W gone, presumably waking up early. Realising that she has to get her change of clothing in her Sandrock, she would be forced to go to the hangar anyway. When she made it to the hangar she found Jerkstar modifying his own Gundam. She remembered how the Sandrock is meant to endure extreme terrains so maintenance would be minimal. Just as she thought, the Instructor was at work the Sandrock. “Hello Instructor, I’ll just get my change of clothes from the cockpit and I’ll be on my way.” She declared to him.
The Instructor gave a nod of acknowledgement. “Got it.” He replied. “When you’re finished with your shower are you able to get a cup of coffee for me? By this time the crew should get their breakfast done and the leftovers should go to us.”
The Gundam pilot opened the compartment of the Sandrock that stored a few set of field uniforms and a helmet that looks like if it belongs to a Russian tank crew. “Yes sir.” She answered back. She got the spare uniform and left the hangar. She made sure her shower was quick enough and minimized water in case one of the crewman decides to complain. After changing she made her way to the mess hall to get the coffee as she promised. She waited a minute for the machine to produce two cups of the liquid. When the machine indicated it was done she took them back to the hangar. “Here’s the coffee sir.” She passed one on to her mentor.
Instructor W paused his work to receive it. “Thank you.” He replied with gratitude. Holding the cup he took a sip. He noticed how Donna placed hers on a table to let it cool first. “I remember how you wait for yours to cool first.” He smiled.