The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across Tonrie's hotel room. As the world outside stirred into wakefulness, Tonrie was jolted from his slumber by an incessant pounding on his door.
"What?!" Tonrie grumbled, rubbing his eyes as he swung the door open, the irritation evident in his voice.
"Put this on. Let's go," Dash declared, thrusting a bright orange jumpsuit and boots into Tonrie's arms.
Tonrie blinked, still bleary-eyed. "What? Why?"
"Put it on, and let's go! I have a full spectrum of tests to perform, and it's going to take all day! I have a reservation with the bomb, rocket, and fuel testing site, and it starts soon. So, again, put it on, and Let's Gooo!" Dash's impatience radiated from every word, punctuated by his urgency.
"Wait, wait!" Tonrie protested, trying to gather his thoughts. "I haven't even had breakfast yet…"
