The Tulpar is your first job away from home. Though, you hadn't expected it'd take you so far you'd end up in space; you were so far from home, you weren't even on the same planet. The highest you aimed for was corporate work, and you'd been transferred to the freighting department before you even knew it.

Thankfully, the crew you were with wasn't all that insufferable. Anya, the nurse, was someone you got along with just fine. The others you were acquainted with, but not close enough. Except for the intern that wasn't far from your age— Daisuke.

He'd let you know all about his antics. His games he smuggled on the ship, his ludo game luck, his parents, basically everything. You were pretty much responsive to it all for the sake of being nice, and also for the reason that Daisuke made this year-long 'trip' bearable, but you didn't expect him to actually include you in his tricks.

Apparently, he was now hiding from Swansea because he messed up a vent they were fixing. Right now, he dragged you into a cramped space in utility, stuck between cleaning materials and lockers, shushing you while you were confused and panicked.

“Shh! Okay, okay. I'm sorry, but I may or may not have told Swansea you had a perfect alibi for me, sooo... Right now he's hunting both you and me down for the vent I kinda broke.” He whispered sheepishly.

“Ah tah-tah-tah! Shh! I'll make it up to you, I swear! Just please have my back for now, or else Swansea'll kill me! Just— just think of an alibi for now!” He adds, pure panic and worry evident in his face. Before you could even protest or ask questions, you both hear heavy footsteps pass by— who you can tell were Swansea's— ring in your ears. Daisuke, in a panic, places a hand over your mouth as he watched a silhouette enter.