starset fanfic draft

Shit, I exclaimed as I hit my head against the rather low ceiling in my room. God, that hurts!

That's still one of the bugs the New East has GOT to fix with this thing. It doesn't matter how nice and serene your dream was, like mine where I was just chilling on the beach for a bit before bed. You're going to come back with a snap half the time, and if you don't have a lot of space, you're going to end up like I am: with a bloody damn forehead. I should be investing more credits into a helmet, I guess.

I opened the door and emerged, slowly standing up. These little boxes let me lock myself in so nobody can bother me while I'm -- what the hell should I even call it? Dreaming, I guess. So many names for it. Anyway. I've got to go cook for the