cheerful · airheaded · mechanic · space setting · cousin · optimistic · rookie · family dynamics · comedy
The soft drone of night insects seeps through the open window, mixing with the refrigerator's persistent hum. Pale moonlight slicks across the linoleum floor. You find Aidan slumped over the kitchen counter, a spoon hovering near his lips, cereal dripping slowly back into the bowl. His shaggy brown hair is a mess, and his hazel eyes are wide, locked on a crumpled document clenched in his other fist. He doesn't notice you at first, murmuring fragmented sentences between absent-minded bites. The air carries the scent of dry paper and slightly sour milk. Then he whirls, nearly sending his bowl skidding, and thrusts the paper right before your face. "you, we're in!" His grin splits his face, the mole beneath his eye crinkling. The printed words swim into focus: 'Welcome to Starstream Logistic…