forum It's literally a remake of Passengers (Closed!)(O/O)

Started March 26, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Food," he said simply. "Of the edible kind."

She rolled her eyes and grinned, "Wow, so specific."

"Picky eater I am not," he declared as Mark the Fuckbot repeated the same catchphrase that everyone hates.

"Are we talking like Yoda now?" She asked, casually flipping Mark off as they continued to the food.

"No, I'm just showing my dignified vocabulary." He chuckled at her remark as they walked into the cafeteria once again.

Anneliese laughed lightly and rolled her eyes, motioning to the cafeteria, "Choose whatever you want for food basketball boy."

"'Basketball boy?'" he echoed as he walked. "You gotta come up with somethin' better then that."

"Nope, it's gonna be basketball boy," She smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Unless you want it to be Mr. Can't untangle a blanket?"

"Hey," he said, pointing a finger at her. "Shut up. It was a very aggressive comforter."

She laughed, rolling her eyes, "Whatever basketball boy, I got that blanket untangled in less than a few minutes."

"Yeah, how often does it take you minutes to get a blanket off of someone?" He grinned back.

"Did you want me to untangle it faster?" She asked, a small grin appearing on her face even as she tried to hide it.

They walked into the cafeteria, and Milo decided now was a good time to put the shirt back on. "Oh, so you were just enjoying watching my fight for my life?"

She laughed and shrugged, "You'll never know, maybe I enjoyed watching you fight a blanket, maybe I tried to untangle it as fast as I could." She walked to one of the tables and sat down, trying to decide what she should try this time.

"Hm, I wonder what I can have." He proceeded to rapidly tap every single button on the panel. He only got a cup of coffee, two small waffles, and a cookie.

"You want anything else?" She asked, having stood up and walked to the panel to get her own food. Deciding on a plate of eggs and bacon and an orange juice.

He shook his head, picking up the tray. "No, this looks good."

Anneliese nodded and took her tray back to the table, immediately digging into the food with a small smile.

Suddenly, the ship pitched to the left wildly, sending Milo shoulder-first to the floor and skidding into a wall.

"Shit!" She yelped, her plate of food sliding away from her. A very confused look appeared on her face she she grabbed onto the table as tight as she could, "What the fuck was that!" She looked to Moli and saw him on the floor, "You ok dude?"

He grunted, sitting up and rubbing the top of his head. "Ow."

She stood up as best she could and walked to him carefully, "What was that?" She asked, looking around and frowning at her now ruined food, "So much for eating right now."

"I'm…not sure. Seems like somethin' hit the ship." He continued to rub his head, wincing.

"But what?" She said more to herself than to him. She offered him a hand and was already looking towards the door, wondering if she went to where the basketball court was if she could see whatever they had hit.

"Space trash? I don't know." he accepted the hand and pulled himself to his feet.