Hab-Domes
A fancy, pressurized tent that keeps you from turning into a shriveled prune on some alien wasteland. It’s like a spaceship’s version of a hotel room, but with more swearing and less mini-bar.
My hab-dome just leaked air. I’m not crying. I’m just sad that my coffee is going to be lukewarm forever.
This thing’s got more layers than my ex’s excuses. I swear it’s got a second skin.
I tried to make my hab-dome look like a spaceship. It looks more like a sad hot dog.