The Dealer
"I don't see why you shouldn't have a ship. Alright. She's yours. Her name is all for you two lovebirds to decide." The dealer hummed, passing me the papers.
"Actually, Puff is the one who can drive, not me." I said, holding my hands up. "And we're not dating-"
"Oh, forgive my mistake. Whatcha gonna name her?"
"The Defiant Angel. I've always had a name picked out for this." Puff replied, bouncing on their toes. They signed the papers after writing the spacecraft's name.
"How do you want her painted?"
"Can we have her painted black? With her name in light blue on the side?"
"Sure thing. Jerry, you heard the kid!"
"Yeah, yeah, boss."
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