The next day

You wake up, your body slowly drifting awake; when you remember, today is the day. Your eyes shoot open, today you head back up to space and check out The Apollo; your sister must have repaired the shuttle by now. You cannot wait to get up there; hopefully, the ship will have something valuable you can use.

Looking around, you realize that you are up before the lights come on, it is still technically night time; the recesses still shrouded in darkness. Laying in this dark room, you can feel the heat radiating off the three others' bodies, warming you up. It must have caused you to remove the sheets mid-sleep. You wait for a minute, trying to see if you can go back to sleep, still somewhat tired and trying to sleep at least until morning. Thinking about where you are, literally surrounded by gorgeous women, you think about how you are starting to grow used to this new life for yourself. You remember your family, and while you still miss them; thinking about them no longer makes you too upset.

Wait for a second, you realize it has been almost three weeks on the planet. In a few days it will presumably be your birthday, you'll be turning 22 (biological) years. Well, you guess, technically, you will be turning 1,625; or if you want to count the ~10 day years here you will be 1,627. Your mother was excited before leaving to celebrate it after you all got settled in; however, that looks impossible now. Still, you are not looking forward to it, Rachel will hopefully forget; it is understandable, considering.

After a while, you realize you cannot sleep; too much is going on. Getting out of the bed, trying not to awaken anyone else; you have to pick up Haruka from off you, but somehow you manage. With her only giving a quite mumble in protest.

Stumbling your way out of the dark, you exit the room. Heading towards the kitchen, you pick out a breakfast; hoping to find something a least a little appealing. So far, no luck.