Neoprene Cockpit

Rolling inside from the park as the night settled in, my kinetic revs sputtered down to a quiet purr. I bounced off the woven rug, hopped the low sofa footstool, and landed with a soft squeak atop the coffee table. Right beside a black game controller, someone had left an empty navy-blue neoprene can koozie tipped horizontally on its side. It looked like an insulated escape pod built for high-speed pilots! I backed up two inches, gathered one last gentle spin, and wedged my round foam body straight into the cylindrical foam sleeve. The snug neoprene gripped my quills like custom cockpit suspension, framing the soft amber TV glow across the slick tabletop as I powered down.