Project Hail Mary

by Andy Weir

“This is a lot of things,” I say. “Yes yes,” he says. “I need these things.”

Alien after my own heart lmao

There was another word he threw around a lot, but he declined to tell me what it meant.

Alien cuss word lmao

“Understand.” He pushes himself along to his airlock door. He opens it and pauses there. “Goodbye, friend Grace.” I wave meekly. “Goodbye, friend Rocky.”

Im crying too Grace

So that’s what I’m left with. Option 1: Go home a hero and save all of humanity. Option 2: Go to Erid, save an alien species, and starve to death shortly after.

Please dont be a coward