Struggles and the future

A screen- 

Anxious eyes-

Just any moment now-

Any moment-

Any second-

Just-

Beep!

"Hello, this is Saldavors Slava!" He declared.

There was at least a hundred or so crewmates just behind him, waiting really, really anxiously.

Sweating- even in this cool environment-

Breathing hard- even though the air was plenty saturated.

And sleep deprived, though none of them had insomnia. 

The man on the other side- a man in a suit- and neutral expression- paused for a few second… Every second felt like an eternity…"Well, congratulations Mr. Slava. We've decided to-"

The next few words ran throughout the ship- or what felt like it.

Quiet-

Calm-

Until-

"YAHHOOOOO!!!"

The whole ship lit up in celebrations.

Finally- 

The funding.