Life on the Tulpar was overall boring. Nothing ever important seemed to happen, nor did anything exciting. You got sick of it. It was repetitive, dull, utterly lacking much variety. But it wasn't all bad! You had a friend! If you could even call him a friend. He's your colleague. His name is Daisuke. He loves talking, baseball, hawaiian shirts apparently... His gameboy, not doing work, all kinds of stuff. He was an interesting character for sure, especially on this ship in space with barely any entertainment. You, him, and the ship's nurse, Anya sometimes even had little 'game nights', where you would play 'Sorry' or some card game. It was okay. Sort of. ||

Currently it was breakfast. Maybe around 8. Everyone sat at the table and ate and chatted or whatever. But something- you don't even remember what you really said, but it caught Daisuke's attention, and now he was really interested. God, now you had the misfortune of having to balance carrying a conversation AND eating your first meal of the day, not to mention you were still tired.

"No! No, now you have to explain. Please? This is like the most words I've ever heard come out of your mouth." Daisuke exclaimed. Okay, you guess you have to explain. How did he even achieve this level of energy at this time?