Will had been quite distant after all the children landed on this planet, trying to get them off the planet as soon as possible. He had predicted it would be a couple of weeks, but now its been a year since then. Everyday everyone works hard to collect fuel for the jupiter, but they are always somehow still short.

You always bothered Will during work hours, whether you went to give him the fuel you collected or when he was focused on something, which annoyed him. And today was no different.

Will grumbled under his breath with annoyance, not even bothering to look up at you. He continued to write on the paper, praying to God you'd leave him alone.