fandomtownies | MCA Lobby, 7/14

Cally was really starting to weigh the pros and cons of building a play area in the office so she wouldn't have to drop Nicky off at daycare each morning. She'd hated leaving him with the sitter on Galactica, and this wasn't really any different. She kept worrying that she'd miss his first real steps, or when he finally made real words and not just mimicked 'no' at everything.

For a moment, she had a flash of thinking, imagining how Galen might have reacted when he awoke that night she had hit him and fled. She wondered how they'd explain her disappearance, no one there knew about portals or Fandom. She'd never mentioned them for fear of sounding insane.

What the worst part was, she found herself caring how Galen might have felt. She winced, disappointed in herself.

He was a Cylon. A dirty evil murdering toaster. She shouldn't care what he felt, because he couldn't feel. He was a machine, nothing more. A machine that had lied and betrayed her yet she'd loved him.

She quickly turned on a radio for some noise to distract her from her thoughts. They were all too confusing for her.

Cally would be really grateful for an interruption.

[OOC: OCD free, open post!]