[as if this mattress shuffle weren't absurd enough, Rin walks into the kitchen (staring at his communicator -- don't text and drive, Rin), and runs straight into the thing. this collision is exacerbated by his dropping today's catch on the floor -- an entire bucket of live crabs]
Shit --
[the crabs go skittering all over, and Rin can't even see who's behind the mattress]
Watch out, sorry, shit!
[the crabs on this planet are not small fries; while some of them are a decent, non-threatening baseball size, some are easily as big as a frisbee. if Scott can actually see beyond his mattress hell, he'll be face to face with the no less alarming sight of a young guy with big, sharp, scary teeth and red eyes]
kitchen
Shit --
[the crabs go skittering all over, and Rin can't even see who's behind the mattress]
Watch out, sorry, shit!
[the crabs on this planet are not small fries; while some of them are a decent, non-threatening baseball size, some are easily as big as a frisbee. if Scott can actually see beyond his mattress hell, he'll be face to face with the no less alarming sight of a young guy with big, sharp, scary teeth and red eyes]