"HaNG tIgHT?!" I screamed from my bunk, "WHATS THAT EVEN SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!" I, of course was not out of bed yet. Though Liv had already unlatched my sleeping restraint, I let myself float above the bed.
I hear a murmur of "shut up"s and "calm down"s from below. The rest of the crew are already beginning to start their day. I notice some are already out the door. Preetho is gone, by the look of her empty, already made bunk. I suspect she might have been up for a while already.
I reach up to grab a floating confetti piece, and roll it between my fingers into a ball. "What does 'hang tight' even mean. Where do they even expect us to go? We're stuck on this floating piece of metal. And why are they locking us down? What's that even supposed to do?"
I look over to my right and see Riti. I flick the confetti in her direction. Of course, it hangs in the air only a few inches from my fingers. Riti rolls her eyes at the confetti piece. I shrug and push my way off to meet everyone else in the breakfast section of the ISS.
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Pure Farquad Chaos
Fiksi PenggemarA bunch of friends doing stupid stuff This was inspired by GEORGE WASHINGTON X READER
