#watneyisms

     she steps into the facility like a shadow, slipping through the ground and down the stark white halls. she had one goal and that was to find the man who had lived on mars. nasa did not need to know that shield wanted to speak to him. they asked too many questions. quietly she approached his office and stood in the door, giving a soft knock upon it. 

                “ mr. watney, we need to talk. ”

      ❛  what do you call that ——  that thing in your hand.  ❜