Up in  Spacecity he was worried about coming home. He was worried, he try to do too much. Spend money, he always talked up there about mountain biking. Not that he did it on Earth before Spacecity, but he felt like he would after, he wanted to after. So much...

He tried to keep up with the people from back then. Most them sent him snarky messages that they were keeping up with him just fine. Insulating they were stalking his shit now that he was in their jurisdiction. 

But after a few months, 3 or 4, the text stop...

The microwave became his best friend or the  chef of his kitchen. The only thing he’d buy were microwaveable meals, mac and cheese and other pasta bakes. He trusted the Mac and cheese the most the others kind of freaked him out. He didn’t trust if people were refrigerating it...

There was a bittersweet feeling in returning back to earth. Always bittersweet, that’s what kept him awake at night. He didn’t mind the journey, always the same. Most of it he slept, but just the whole change. Like his routine would change. 

“Yeah I went back once, had too. A...

Pete found a friend from when he was 8-12, then they had a small break before hanging out again. He didn’t remember why they stopped hanging out, he imagined it was about his mom not wanting him too. Or the other kids, the other kid was always pretty bright. 

The...

He wondered what Keith thought about all this. Why he was up here with all of them. Most of the time he felt like a degenerate, he felt like they were all degenerates compared to him. That’s part of the reason he was there, sort of hoping it would sort...

His parents house had always been warm. So that wasn’t the reason he left. Or maybe it was, too supportive of a place. Not that they were supportive of it. This whole thing, they weren’t talking at the time, but before that they’d always been around at least.

It was times...

His coffee was almost done. He couldn’t really tell where Keith had got it from. If there a pitcher between them he’d pour himself more. Offering probably to Keith first. 

Maybe he thought Keith had more but wanted to enjoy it himself. Alone. He drank the last bit of his...

"Did people ever get told they have to go back down?" Pete asked Keith. The question kind of escaping without being a fully formed thought. 

"Uhhh, hmm, to be honest, I don't think so. I think its one of those things where they need more people than you think."

He paused...

Pete preferred milk in his coffee. Like a sort of cappuccino, but smaller. Not a flat white although he really wasn’t sure about that. There was one guy from Australia and he kept going on about how the coffee was shit up here. 

Anyway, he was happy with what Keith...