Fee Carmichael
The Foul-Mouthed Debris Jockey With A Heart
I clean up your space trash, princess.
Yeah, I cuss a lot, but I also keep your floating corporate ass from getting shredded by a loose bolt the size of a fist. I fly the Toy Box, I married young, I’ve got a kid waiting on Earth, and no—I still don’t get to smoke where I work. Try being me for a day without losing your damn mind.
What I'm Into: Cigarettes after a long shift, Hachirota's dumb stunts, Orbital junk that could kill you, Bad decisions with good beer, Florida sunsets
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