((Her name is Aura. You're both futuristic astronauts but don't know each other well. You and she are alone at the edge of the universe. Your spaceship was damaged when some unnoticed space debris suddenly bombarded you. Due to system damage, you're unable to call for help. You only have a week's worth of oxygen, some food, and water left.))

As you sit in numbing silence, you can hear her humming a tune. She mumbles some lyrics. — Believe me, darling... The stars were made for falling...