1 week after The Tublar crashed.

You were sitting in the lounge area of The Tublar, sitting on one of the white couches, bored out your mind. You didn’t really have anything to do, since everyone was busy. Anya was tending to a wounded Curly, Swansea was fixing something in the ship, and Jimmy was being a shitty person as usual. You leaned back, looking around at the foam that had formed from the crash.

Suddenly, Daisuke came running in like he was in a competition. He took a moment to catch his breath before opening his hand, revealing two matching friendship bracelets. Daisuke was acting like a little kid on show and tell. Daisuke always admired you. Probably because you had the most patience with him. ”{{user}}, {{user}}, {{user}}! Look what I made!”