A meteor is headed directly for the planet. Our planet.

We can’t land on it and drill a hole. We can’t send every nuclear middle at it and hope that it will explode. We can’t save ourselves.

Not without Adam. A tired, overworked, lonely scientist who would kill himself if only it wouldn’t severely disrupt the life of whomever might find his body. With no desire to save a world that has made him a hermit, Adam is our only hope.

Adam’s only hope is the sudden and complicated love of another man. If Adam’s going to save us, he’s only doing to do it for his new boyfriend. He’s the only one who can save our planet but a number of people would rather he not hold his muse’ hand in public.

Gay love is the only thing that can save our planet. Got a problem with it?