Daniel was sat admiring the pilot lounge’s brand new internet suite from afar. He always thought that the place could use a bit of something extra and the suite was proving very popular, especially with pilots that had families.

Just as he was about to stand up and head out, Daniel noticed that someone was using the terminal in the corner of the room. There sat a plump, balding man, typing away on the keys.

It was Carlos.

“What ya doin’?” Daniel strode his way over and leaned in towards the screen.

“Nothin’ for nosey Dannys!”

“Aw, c’mon! What is it? What’s that site you are on?”

“It’s called Empyron, but you wouldn’t like it…”

Daniel frowned. The nerve of it! How would he know that he wouldn’t like it?

“What’s it about?”

Carlos sighed and turned his head to face Daniel. “It’s a creative community. Now fuck off!”

“I didn’t know you could draw.”

“I can’t.”

“Then why are you on here?”

“I’m a film maker.”

Daniel screwed his nose up, took over the mouse, and clicked the link Carlos had just posted.