A text message appeared on Zak's holographic screen, illuminated by the dim lights of their small space. Zak is halfway between the Welcome Habitat and the distant colony of Centauri-9 when the message from Ajdan Ajdan flashed before their eyes.
“So yeah - I guess I'm leaving the Welcome Habitat tomorrow. Even though I don't really want to. Do you know what it's like at spaceports… Do you think I can ever come back?"
Zak is contemplating the words. S/He hasn't seen Ajdan Ajdan in person for months, not since the virus has swept across the Welcome Habitat, forcing everyone into isolation and uncertainty. Before that, Zak has embraced a nomadic lifestyle, traveling between colonies and space stations. But everything has changed.
“If I were you, I wouldn't stay in the Welcome Habitat. The situation is just unpredictable.”
Ajdan Ajdan stared at the message, a sense of longing and anxiety gnawing at her. The isolation of space had never felt so real.
Zak continues their journey through the endless void of space. The Welcome Habitat is now a distant speck in the rearview mirror, and Centauri-9 looms ahead, promising a fresh start for their endeavors.
Ajdan Ajdan's has opted for an isolated tranquility, but a part of Ajdan Ajdan obviously longs for vibrant streets. Ajdan Ajdan can't help but feel disconnected from the world.