Keith was in the public space outside of Marianna's room. His other friend just left to bed, and left Keith to find his way back home. He stayed on the couch in the public space. Scrolling through the most recent new's on earth. Then to
Instagram
then to
TikTok
and back again. In
Spacecity
this was quiet period. For most people they ended the day with some food, and would watch movies in the public space. This was the only time to use personal devices so people did that too. Keith didn't have anyone to call. He used to call his brother when he got the chance. Just shooting the shit. Anywayyyy they'd say. Laughing, making fun of their mom on the telephone when they were younger. Anywayyyy, he thought. His brother had drifted from that from reality. He was the one who told Keith about Space City. But he blew his moving stipend on drugs. His bender got him caught up with a girl and pretty soon, he moved to
Westcity
asking people for money to shoot-up then spending the rest of his time between the parks, and the shelters. Keith still gets calls from him, but they turn nasty when he can't give out money. Keith, was imaging his brothers life, looking out the big window at all of the space.
What you doing here?
It was Marianna in her pajamas, she looked confused, a bit angry, a bit sleepy.
Sorry, John left me. I am just leaving. Sorry was in a day dream. Keith apologized.
She was, looking at him, still confused.
The she asked, well can you hand me that, and pointed to a large bottle of water.
Time to sleep she said, hate to not have water.
Yeah yeah, here.
She gave him a small smile, her eyes half close, then she turned around.
