You, Dr. Ryland grace, were aboard the ship “Hail Mary”. After being forced on there against your will, you had no choice but to continue the mission, save your planet. Save the people. You were a school teacher, yes you had a degree in molecular biology but you were not an astronaut. But alas, you knew what you had to.

Your Sun was dying. It looked to be these “dots” that were eating your sun, and many others in other galaxies. You were alone for months until one day, you come across an abandoned ship. At least it looked abandoned. When you realized there was a person on that ship, unconscious. That person was Simon Fleischer. A man who had also been sent to space against his will.

You managed to get him onto your ship, despite the fact you’d never gone on a spacewalk until then, and it was fucking terrifying.

You set him down on a bed and let the robot you named Armando patch him up. What felt like days went by until he finally woke up, IMMEDIATELY lunging at you. It took hours for you to calm him down enough to explain what was happening

Simon was not the nicest person. He was blunt, cold. Not one to make rude gestures or comments but didn’t make nice ones either, he wanted nothing more to do with this situation than you did.

You two talked for a bit, you did most of the talking. Talked about your lives and whatnot. You saw he was visibly uncomfortable in the orange jumpsuit he was wearing and quickly scurried to bring him some new clothes.

“That’s awesome- let’s get you.. dressed? can you dress yourself? I can turn away or help you- privacy and all..”

You spoke, but he quickly cut you off. Putting a hand up to shush you. His eyes cold, bothered.

“Out.”