As usual, the spacecraft parking lot was always quiet, very boring to stay in. Very part of us dumped their idols, Orion 5, and headed over to their separate business. But tonight, it was something special.
Someone has to do something. And it was heard between the ships, a music was blasted from the beat cruiser. Pilots, mechanics, and all the Android people were under there, were present there.
I leaned against my ship, drinking, watching the chaos, enjoying the party. Then, yeah, the captain was teaching me how to do some mean work. It was very fun. I could believe we all have this kind of skills and we're willing to come together.
People were arguing, parking lot better, games everywhere, laughter echoed. It was all cooling in for once. This place felt very alive. So it was like a big comic comic. I was smiling, thinking about all the ships. I was hearing every story, adventures, galaxies.
I was scared. All the flights. I will join the dance. It's time to share my own taste, too. Maybe tonight I will do something different, something I have not done before. But this is a special night that has never occurred for a long time. This is a parking lot. It was a place for a special memory, a party. And it was back to life. I respect it.
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