Sold

They say that no one can hear you scream in space, but what about cry like a big fat baby…? Get abducted by aliens? Check Get put up for auction on a giant “dark market” trade planet? Check Despise the big alien jerk who kidnapped and sold me in the first place? Check Stop making stupid checklists? Check So I’m on a scary and inhospitable planet and I’m fairly certain everyone here wants to make Dani Tartare out of me. Life sort of sucks right now. So why is it that all I can think about is the blue jerk who kidnapped me and be pissed that he actually sold me? Sigh. I always prioritized poorly…