Stray (Touchstone, #1)

by Andrea K. Höst

A whole new world. Other planets, habitable planets, actually exist. There could be anything, anything at all out there. I'm trying to be excited about it, to appreciate what an amazing experience this is. But my feet hurt, and I'm hungry.

It was surprisingly easy, but I'm so tired now and it's barely lunchtime. I'm the kind of lumberjack who needs nanna naps.

All the movies Nenna wants me to watch either involve cute boys or monster attacks or both – so not too different from what I watch at home, hah.

There is a complete lack of fun in getting drunk while a bunch of serious people watch you and take notes.

In other words, the mission outline was "wander around looking for anything interesting, try not to get killed".