Shannon was bored. The feeling seemed to be a lot more common now that she was stuck with her brother at some old-ass program geared towards dreams. She wasn’t one of them. Even if she could label herself as an astranaut, she knew she would rather drop dead than do as much.
So instead of singing kumbaya with the other people at the compound, she decided to venture out to the nearest pub. She had ordered herself some food and sat on a bar stool, eyeing people up. Someone in here had to be worth her time. Just one person.
And then someone sat beside her. Perfect opportunity to see if they were entertaining enough. “If you buy me a drink, I’ll make out with you. It sounds stupid, but I promise I always make the reward worthwhile.”






