A screen-
Anxious eyes-
Just any moment now-
Any moment-
Any second-
Just-
Beep!
"Hello, this is Saldavors Slava!" He declared.
There was at least a hundred or so crewmates just behind him, waiting really, really anxiously.
Sweating- even in this cool environment-
Breathing hard- even though the air was plenty saturated.
And sleep deprived, though none of them had insomnia.
The man on the other side- a man in a suit- and neutral expression- paused for a few second… Every second felt like an eternity…"Well, congratulations Mr. Slava. We've decided to-"
The next few words ran throughout the ship- or what felt like it.
Quiet-
Calm-
Until-
"YAHHOOOOO!!!"
The whole ship lit up in celebrations.
Finally-
The funding.
