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âItâs not going so well? You need a hand there, man?â Peter offers his help since the other man didnât really look that well. He finishes off the drink that was in hand. It wasnât good compared to the alcohol from one of the bars he has been in out in space, but it would have to do. âThis is so weird for me personally.â
The corner of his lip pulled into a half grin. âOh, you know... itâs just a lot of people.â He tried to down more of the champagne, all be it slowly. âMe too. Honestly, I donât even know why I was invited. Iâm not exactly the life of a party... I wonder why theyâre throwing a party anyway. I donât really think it has much to do with the mission...â








