Ariel Kalma is currently in her bedroom, wishing she were not in her bedroom. There's an entire galaxy out there full of interesting places where there's actual stuff to do, instead of just sitting here surfing the net for no particular reason.

She's not getting anything off the net that's going to alleviate her boredom. She gives it up for a bad job, tosses the holo onto her bedside table, and lies back with a fwump.

"Bluh," she articulates.