Everything happens according to our plan and all the PYM’s staff and their families are starting to get used to living here in the space station. And it’s like this is their natural habitat.
Everyone is doing their jobs and the children are also doing their part. And I think, if this will continue, everything will be okay even in the next generation.
And as for my kids, they are starting to like it here.
“Bye, mom.” Rius kissed me at the cheeks. “See you later.”
“Wait,” I said. “Be good at your class, okay? And don’t make fun of your teacher again.”
“It was Tyler,” she said. “Not me.”
Tyler is Tara and Yeri’s son. He is the same age as Rius and they are in the same class. And that boy is really such pain in the ass despite being genius.
He always puts pranks on
