Jagged Honor Shattered Galaxies
I hate the cold. Hate. It.
I was not made for snow or ice or freezing winds. I love the sun and the tropics and swimming in the ocean. I love my feet in the hot sand and tan lines. I love my beach house in Florida.
But I'm not in Florida anymore.
I'm trapped on some icy hellscape with no way home...because it's another planet. In Outer Space.
How did this happen? I have no idea. The last thing I remember was chatting up some hottie in board shorts at the beach bar, the sun's rays warming my shoulders, sipping on a Mai Tai, living my best damn life, and then my phone glitched out on me, acting all Jumanji: On An Alien Planet You Must Wait...
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