{Oooh wait yes- society’s probably fallen to ruin by now, humans tend to stay in rural areas that the aliens haven’t colonized, there was probably some sort of explosion too so everything’s ruined-}
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
It was the middle of the night. A dark figure rushed inside a small base, not knowing who it belonged to. He slammed the door behind him, panting and trying to find somewhere to hide.
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
Virgil heard the door slam and dove into a hiding place, abandoning his can of spaghettios. Then he realized that would give away that he was there somewhere and so he went back out to grab them before he could be seen.
You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better. — Anne Lamott