Why do I make myself suffer like this?

Chapter 3

A new life.
A new chance.

He was gifted with one like every other soul.

Petah has grown up with a loving family.
Born into the bright future, into 2131 on the planet No'no where everything revolved around technology, different races and species that developed so much more quicker than humans.

His family was in fact humans, homosapiens, but the population on this planet is 76% aliens, humans mostly doing work like farming in the greenhouses, taking care of animals and the factories and giving entertainment to the aliens.

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The years flew and Petah grew up to be a handsome man. He was currently in his forties (dilf). Petah was a famous actor, despite being the child of farmers he became so successful that the aliens made fanclubs for him and drew fanarts. (Why am I doing this)

Petah was working on a new movie, the set was at a usually crowded city centre, causing the scenes to be filmed slowly and the fans also didn't help. Petah was getting ready, a makeup artist standing infront of his black makeup chair as the alien lady got him ready. She was tall, her skin a light purple color, her hair inhumanely silky looking as it fell over her shoulders. Her three eyes darted over his face, carefully applying the products to his skin.

"We're almost done, Petah." She murmured, her voice soft, but deep almost a bit croaky. Petah have a small smile and nodded his head, his brown eyes reflecting the innocence of a little calf. "Can I still get coffee after this?" He asked, his voice so soothing and gentle. The Alien lady, whose name was Yukona just shrugged her shoulders with a tilt of her head. "Ask the producer, not me. Coffee wouldn't affect the makeup." She offers a small smile, her tone slightly teasing.

Petah nods again, a quiet and raspy chuckle leaving his throat. "Alright then, thanks Yukona." He smiled back and got out of the chair after he watched her leave. With a sigh, he goes off to find the producer, dodging through the preparing staff. As he tries to walk past a smaller group of background actors, a light bump connects with his shoulder, causing him to flinch. A soft murmur comes behind him and he look at whoever he bumped into.

A female alien is crouched over a small pile of papers on the floor, her green skin reminding him of an apple. Her hair is black like a raven, her eyes hidden by it as she keeps her head low. He tilts his head slightly to the side like a puppy before crouching down next to her and smiling softly. "Hey, are you alright? Didn't mean to knock you over." He let's out a gentle chuckle and helps pick up a few papers.

The woman is quiet and their fingers brush against each other slightly, causing her hand to twitch. "Sorry about that.." Her voice is quiet, making Petah lean closer to hear her better. "Don't worry about it." Petah shakes his head, his tone reassuring. Her cheeks flare up, turning a reddish shade of green.

The two share a short awkward silence before she stands up with the papers neatly stacked and held against her chest. Petah stands up too, now noticing their height difference. She's quite short (motherfucking Smurf).

"I haven't seen you around here before. What's your name, miss?" Petah asks politely, a small smile on his face. The woman's eyes flicker to the side nervously before answering. "Elizabeth."