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Kay groaned and stepped into the grimey bathroom. He hated this room. The people who rented it were always doing strange experiments and the like, so their kitchen and bathrooms were always filled with strange things and even stranger messes.

He stopped by the stink to wash off his face. When he was washing the kitchen, an assortment of goopy liquid had fallen on him from on top of the fridge and, even after wiping it away with a paper towel, there was still a sticky residue on his face. 

(Highly recommended you read the first part, Out of Drought, before continuing!)

It was the pleasant morning sun that roused me awake as I turned my head on the pillow to face my window.

“Hello, Summer Shift, and boy, are we happy to see you two. The average attractiveness of this station’s occupants just spiked big time.”

Outside the airlock, Emma Garcia chuckled. To her left her partner, Maggie Bishop, was shaking her head, her long blond ponytail swirling around in the weightless environment. Emma pressed and held the button on the intercom panel, gripping the nearby handrail with her other hand. “Yeah, speaking of averages, they really don’t want you to come back planetside either, Lopez. Hope you’re good at holding your breath.”