"Incoming." Tina's voice was low, spoken in a hushed whisper.

"Roger that. Proceed to Plan B." I answered and clicked the off button on my airpods.

Now if you're thinking that aliens just invaded Planet Earth and we're under attack by some otherworldly evil force and that I'm commanding a squadron of novice pilots to defend us....then you're completely right.

The alien (named Nathan Synclair) had just reached the office (Planet Earth) and I, Savannah Tresscot (Commander) am trying to organize a Thanksgiving apocalyptic party (otherworldly evil force), which is apocalyptic because it can either end up a huge success or with Nathan turning into a zombie and eating the...