[b]Planet:[/b] Mars
[b]Location:[/b] 27th Planetary Outpost Sector 7
[b]Time:[/b] before the traveler
[b]Name:[/b] [i]Mikhail[/i] [i]Neiman[/i]
[i]Message log to Heather Neiman[/i]
The shifts barely started and I get stuck in one of those godforsaken desert storms out here maaaan Im hating the shit outta this. It looks like I won't get back in time to meet for dinner hun I'm sorry. Seems like they put me out here on purpose so I get the worst times of them all.
You know, It wouldnt be so bad if I got digital recievers and room service, but no just my service pack, satillite transmitter, and weeks supply of whatever the hell kind of food this is. You should just give me a bunch of nudes to take so I don't feel all lonely with these outpost bots. They bother the hell outta me.
Sorry for the bad news hun I might have to wait out this weather for a day or two.
oxoxox
-Mik
PS. Im serious about those nudes... love ya
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Great short story!