Chloe either sleeps like the dead, or not at all. She had been in the depths of a particularly deep sleep when she was jerked awake by an awful feeling and an even worse sound. She's not alone. Garrus yowls, leaps from the floor to her bed, and immediately starts digging at the blankets to get her up. Chloe covers her eyes, pressing the heels of her hands into her eyes. "No no no no," she mutters, hoping it will just go away, but she can already hear her cabinmates moving outside the curtain. "Oh no," she says, quickly descending from her bunk to puke in the little trashcan beside her desk.