Through unexpected circumstances, Grace and Irina find love on the dying planet. Then, suddenly, they are sent into space without any memories. Ultimately, they have three questions: who are they, why are they in space, and why are they wearing matching promise bands..... This is a Project Hail Mary-inspired fan fiction. It will mainly follow the movie plot; however, there will be many book references and book characters that were not incorporated into the movie. The main female character is Irina Petrova, with my changes. This includes age, looks, family background, and more. (All Rights Reserved to Andy Weir)

𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄, project hail mary - *ೃ༄ when katalea mars and her best friend, ryland grace, are introduced to the leader of the international petrova task force, eva stratt, they soon unwillingly play bigger parts in a mission to help save the world. (started 19.4.2026) (project hail mary- film) (ryland grace x fem!oc) (@lars-cranberr1es, 2026)

A girl who Ryland met at a simple gig turns out to have a major impact on his life. What will happen hand she finds out he is forcefully placed in space?

"What's two plus two?" The question evades me. There's an uncomfortable scratch in my throat that I can't quite wrap my head around. Regardless of the discomfort, my chest feels light. Unburdened. Weightless. My brain feels quiet. Somehow, that feels new. Even as I'm gathering that something is definitely off here, I know for sure that "quiet" has never been a word I've used to describe my brain. Why is that? I have no idea. As my body continues to rifle through each foreign sensation, there is one thing on my mind that somehow breaks through to consciousness. The lightness in my chest is wrong. The silence in my mind is wrong. And like a prodigal son returning home, the heaviness settles in. The tears spring to my eyes and the noise returns to my brain, feeling nothing short of familiar. "What's two plus two?" "Fffour," I finally grind out, wondering if the labored exhale would relieve me of my burden. "Correct," the computer chimes. I know two plus two is four. But not why my heart feels like it's shattering inside my chest.