-'⁠🫧*⁠.⁠✧ MOUTHWASHING ✧.⁠*⁠🫧'⁠ -

PART ONE

You were screwed right from the beginning.

The way everyone acted was so.. strange. But of course, you didn't think anything of it because you ultimately assumed it was just their quirky personalities. You weren't taught to make fun of anyone, which was hard knowing that everyone else had the privilege of making fun of you. You just couldn't do anything back.

You sighed, swallowing your saliva that had built up while you stared at the room's ceiling. You knew you weren't a good fit for the job, you knew almost nothing about space.

You felt yourself start to sweat, causing you to lean down, bending your knees as you practically press your face into the small bag you've brought with you on this journey. You start fumbling with the bag, searching for the one thing you've ended up forgetting to bring. Deodorant.

"Shit.." You groan weakly, mentally smacking yourself in the face. How did you forget to bring something that important? You sit down crisscrossed on the hard floor beneath you, not prepared to ask anyone for help with your small issue. You had two choices; end up stinking for the rest of the journey, or work up the courage to ask someone else on board for deodorant.

You decided to go with the second option. You really didn't want to make an impression as someone who's stupid enough to forget about simple hygiene, but staying stinky would've been even worse. You stood up and walked towards your single room's door, knowing who to go to. Anya. She was the only other female on the whole space freighter. If you went to any of the men, they probably would've laughed in your face for how stupid you were acting.

You briefly talked to Anya as you boarded this morning, but you didn't think you would have to ask her for anything. But she seemed nice enough. You worked up the courage as you walked around, making sure to stay out of anyone's sight.

You swallowed your saliva once again, weakly knocking on the woman's door. You didn't even know if she was in her room or not. You waited a few seconds before you heard a small, "Come in!" from the other side. You could ve just ran back to your room and locked yourself inside, but you decided to be brave for once and open the door.

"Anya?" You let the door swing open before stepping inside, taking a look at her bedroom. It wasn't too dirty, but definitely wasn't neat either. You shrugged it off and glanced in her direction, fidgeting with your fingers while doing so.

She turned towards you, her eye bags clear as day.
'Maybe she didn't get a lot of sleep last night..' In all honesty, you didn't get much rest either. You were fearing for your life while attempting to pack your bag. She tilted her head, waiting for your question.

"Do you have any deodorant I can borrow?" You whispered, not wanting anyone to overhear your conversation. This was already embarrassing enough, you didn't need anyone else knowing. She slightly nods, giving you a soft smile as she turned towards her bag and opening the front pocket, taking out a travel-sized bottle of jel deodorant. "You can just keep it, I brought more." She states.

She turned back towards you and held out her arm, deodorant in hand. In your eyes held a small a glimpse of hope as you took it out of her hand, quickly thanking her before speed walking back to your own room. Shutting the door, you took the cap off the jelly substance and let it roll underneath your arms. You sighed happily, grateful someone was kind enough to lend you a hand.

•-•-•-•

You sit up against the headboard of your bed, staring into space once again. You couldn't sleep and you were already bored, seeing as all you had to keep you occupied was the job and sleep.

You didn't really see an effort to make any friends, especially with that Jimmy guy. He seemed stressed out and you didn't want to make him angry. The captain barely spoke to anyone, which was understandable, so you haven't see him very often.