Amelia stumbled in to her apartment building from her night out with her co-workers. Out drinking on friday nights seemed to be the only time anything interesting happened in her life.
Born on Planet Erie, quite possibly the most boring place in the Sirius Sector. She had quite possibly Erie's most boring job. She hit a single button three thousand four hundred thirty-nine times in eight hours. What that button did, nobody would tell her. But that was what she was paid to do.
After a few moments on the long lift ride up, she really needed to pee. I wish I could afford one of the apartments near the ground, no need for this complete waste of time twice a day.
Ding
Ah, that precious sound of the arrival of her destination, she hurried off the lift and bolted for her apartment door. However, the building sway from the wind was particularly bad today, and in her inebriated state she was bouncing from wall to wall of the hallway. Disoriented from the whole process, she tripped over a package Oh fudge, jimmy-jacked.. Seemingly in slow motion, she landed harshly on the floor.
When the jarring pain to her jaw subsided, she rolled over on her back and just laid there. Raising her head, she looked at the culprit of her rapid descent. Then, she noticed that it was sitting outside her door. "Oh? It's for me. Dashing. Just dashing." Rolling over, she collected her delivery and made her way inside.
Days later, Amelia was signing her loan for her ship. The guy promised her it was the finest one on the lot. Granted, it was the only one she could afford. An IDC K-FR-2303 - Sunburst.
Stepping aboard, she took one last look at Planet Erie. Next stop, Adventure.
