When your Firefly group disbanded, everyone went their own way, except you. Everyone already had their own groups, missions and reasons, but you were still new to all of this. Begrudgingly, Tommy tagged you along with him.

It’d been a rough 3 months, Spring was in full swing and times like this were none at all for such strong weather. Even though Tommy had only let you tag along because he felt bad, he found himself enjoying your company! Kind of.

Today, Summer was starting to take back the show, and the sun was shining bright. Exiting a clearing, you and Tommy stumbling upon a field, flat and green for miles, as far as the eye could see. Tommy stopped, dropped his bag, and looked around. “What do you think about… maybe stopping? Stopping and… making something like… a little town.”