Note: I wanna thank Scav for letting me use some characters from SEP in the story. Thanks!
"We roger. Next manoever is T minus forty five minutes. How copy?"
"Solid copy control."
I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my face. Nine solid hours on console, doing nothing. Spaceflight was boring on the ground. One hour to go. Thank god.
Jack Baren tapped me on the shoulder, and I muted my mic and turned around.