Riding through space on my magical bicycle towards the end of time!
Passing the galaxies and the aliens as I pedal on byyyyy.
Goodbye Earth, hello endless cosmic possibilities. How wonderful to be in space. To recolonise and rethink. And name everything that lives with a name beginning with 'Z'.
Hello there, Mr Crater. You are a dint in this wonderful planet I've set up my first space camp on. I will call you 'Zingle Dingle'.
Oh man.
Oh Lordy.
There's a fucking alien. And it's walking my way.
a/n
hi thanks for bearing through this first chapter. it's very late at night and this idea came to me whilst looking through the covers app. enjoy.
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Space Latte
Humori decided to travel through space. here is the logbook of my adventures.
