I swear on everything, how many multiplication do I need to put my data in, just to confirm I want to do this misstep ? I've only saved the finish 3 and a half class. I've dreamed of this for old age since the first time I watched the infomercial that highlighted the fringe benefit and address that this incredible voyage would venture and pass. I was set for this journey right now. But confirming my info and defrayal with my retina, I'd still have 18 months to pack.
Soon as the defrayal was confirmed my inbox chimed and I pursued the confirmation number that was promised to me. I clicked the new message titled Moonlight mariner. I spun my president to gaze upon the hologram that was centered in the room. The upheaval was overflowing as I watched the translucent flick come to life before my eyes.
"Hello justice cooper, I am Cynthia. I will be your personal legion as we prepare to ship on your amazing journey aboard the Moonlight seafarer. I'd like to first thank you for choosing moonshine. We specialize in making your traveling dreams a realism. Based on our questionnaire, in which you filled out as well as a nimble scan of your interest in your story as well as your frequent spending habits. I have been able to comprise a catalogue of several excursions I'm sure you will love."

"Wow."I was completely elated.
"Wow, indeed Mr. Cooper. Or do you favour justness ?
"Oh, ummm… well Justice is OK I suppose."I was astounded, I mean I had heard about interactional holograms, but never had I encountered one. I was in utter awe to say the least."Your epithet is Crystal correct ?"
"No sir, my name is Cynthia."
"Apologies, I am not good with names."
"No worries Justice I'm sure we will get acquainted over the next several months."
I wasn't sure exactly what she meant but I was excited nonetheless. The excitement was almost overcome. I mean I knew what I had signed up for but I couldn't imagine I'd have my own personal holograph delivered right here in my very own living fourth. Desmond wouldn't believe me if I told him. Hades, he'd probably shun me. He thought I was completely crazy for even wanting to take the voyage. But conjecture who gave cipher fucks about what Desmond view of my desire to take the trip. That's right, Me. I wasn't going to part my experience with him, the finis matter I needed was a Debbie Downer trying to rain on my parade.
Cynthia downloaded a countdown/preparedness calendar into my pod, that posted on the wall just outside the kitchen. Our interaction left a gigantic smile on my brass, a bit of doubt in my stomach, and a million questions I was sure I could or was even ready to ask. Being a realist with affirmative ways and expert dreamer ; I just let the cube land as they may. I gave matter lots thought but internally.
That night I kept having thoughts of this Cynthia. Was she a real soul ? How did she get that job if she was ? Would I actually get to meet her in mortal ? I wonder if she will be onboard the journeying ? The thoughts gradually became more unfiltered and unhinged. After pondering for what felt wish hours, I decided to rick in before I questioned myself into an aneurism.
Upon ledger entry of my sleep chamber I was presented with dream options.
• Desmond bullying in childhood
• Mom's funeral
• retaliation on Desmond
• The moonlight Mariner
• Artemis

I wanted to choose the Moonlight but curiosity was said to wipe out the most rummy of cats and Cynthia had more than piqued that within me. I donned my breathing masque and was out before my eyelids could keep out soundly. My mind was a very vivid place so it only heightened with my chamber's direction. On the reverse Desmond still slept the traditional way. He wasn't a dreamer like I. He and I shared DNA but that was about as much as we had in common. But he was my blood brother and though we rarely saw eye to eye, he was all I had and I loved him for it.
"Justice ?"
I stood at the lobby of my pod composite. I had just exited my Uber Xtreme and as it whisked away my gaze summoned at the audio of my name. There she stood. A shimmering caramel tone, dark locks that fell just below her shoulders. Her eyes shined like the broad moon on the obtuse night. She was dressed in alive wearable as though she had just returned from the gym of sorts. Everything in my quick locality became still, virtually lifeless. I could experience my cheeks give way way to a fleeting grinning of adoration. As she drew nearer I extended my handwriting but was knocked for six as she leapt into my blazon.
"Justice, I've missed you so."She said as she nestled into my cervix. The conversancy she exuded was one I couldn't put my finger's breadth upon, she continued."I knew you were going to be gone but those special two days really did a phone number on me. Were you capable to get everything you needed done ?"
"Yes, I was. Desmond need my aid with the farm. It as well gave me very much needed sentence with my niece and nephews."I'd go back home about three sentence a year. I had been in Upper Miami for almost a ten now. I left there not much longer after I had graduated. Desmond was a diehard like I mentioned. He took after Pops in that regard. Mom was the one who had dared me to dream and be not bad. He despised the wafture of new. But I often joked about his beach farm in Orlando. Global warming had the real Miami disappear well over two one C ago. There were advanced day Atlantis like urban center that littered the globe these days. If you should ever take the time you should visit, they are amazing. upper Miami was created along with many other Upper's to combat the inevitable rising tide of the universe's ocean. It was located 6 miles above the world's encrustation. It was quite a hotshot idea at the meter it was created. It provided rest period to humanities most at hand threats outside of the Ice Age. almost times I used the Upper Community Transit, or UTC to get back and forth to the farm. wellspring UTC to the crust, then four hours on a vessel then another hr by electric motor fomite. In tote up the trip was about 8 and one-half hour.
"I'm sure they've missed you."
"As I have missed them. They are growing so fast these days."I was cook to take kids of my own but my dating life sentence had been a recurring epic poem fail. Desmond often tried to make my dating life story a topic of word. He never was capable enough to explore how I had and frankly, I had no desire to try and enlighten him."What did you miss of me ?"I probed Artemis, more for myself and selective information as to our interaction rather than truly wanting to make out. It was as if I was trying to piece together an unsolved mystery at this point.
"wellspring Mr. Gary Cooper, I missed seeing your smiling, and greeting you good morning in only a way that I knew how."She raised an supercilium and gave me a wise smirk."I missed asking how your day was and inviting you over for dinner."I was beginning to get a picture of what this was."You know, you are my favorite human right ?"
I was thrown a bit. I was almost certain Cynthia was the actual thing. Yet she was a droid. I guess it only made sense as she was too perfect. From her glamourous looking at that allured me, to the way she knew my comforter. Never had a soul come close to that nor shown this lots interest group in me."Well Cynthia, you are my favorite too."I kissed her on the impediment and my pipe dream concluded.
I woke up refreshed as I always did but I was filled with many questions that pleaded for answers. I knew I'd be plagued for minute on end. The most pressing of those enquiry was whether she was, well like me or was she droid. As I worked that day I couldn't assistance but curiosity who was who at Horizons piss facility. In an effort to smooth integration, the company had within the death year hired 150 new employees, but hadn't stated if the new employees were droid or humanoid. I kept my distance though, as I'd recently been disappointed to say the least by a droid.
At Horizon I worked in the lab. It was here where I would test the Ph and salinity content of urine extracted from the clouds below. I only associated with a handful of people who were tenured at this point. Phil and I had grown close as we had gone through predilection together, and here it was, five years in and counting. He worked on the former incline of the plant life where he did purification of the sample distribution extracted. imagination have become an even hot commodity and new slipway to grow More with LE have been the latest course. Being somewhat on the cutting edge suited me well. I was always conscious of my footprint, even as a youngin'I was keen on recycling. Even more so, how could I help with the issues that the plagued the world.
Albeit all my pushing Cynthia to the back burner did nothing as she consumed every vacant moment that my mind had. My commute was consumed of her prancing through the innards of my mind. The Uber ride dwelling was contrived as my chamber had an eldritch power to tie my dreams into my realness. That being said, role of me was nervous having that muzzy lines of recalling her presence upon my comer. I couldn't assist but pause ; almost as if I was waiting to try my name called in the endearing flavour in which she could hum .