Let out a sigh he glanced at his messy room. Feel itchy he decided to tidy it. Throwing the trash into plastic bag, moved the book and figurines into shelves, and sweeping the dust.
It takes him 2 hours but he feels satisfied at the result. The room that before looks like a pigstry turned into a decent male university student dorm room that less messy and clean. He nodded at his beautiful work then decided to shower. But before that he go out to throw the trash into the dumpster.
"Hey Alex. What are you doing?" A male voice could be heard. He turn his face to the sound.
There he could see a man with a bald hair, big rectangular-ish face, buffed body with height of 190 cm, a black pupils and eyes that have black ring all over it. He wearing a black t-shirt with a metal band name, short loose pants with many pocket, and blue swallow sandals. The man looked at him with half-open eyes.
"Ya... Just dump some trash. Where are you from, Andrew ?" Alex looked at him with a smile that fills with nostalgia on it.
"Ah... Just your usual grinding. I hope to get B+ with this." The boy name Andrew says while glanced at the stack of paper on his left hand.
a sad smile surface on Alex face as he remembered the boy named Andrew Matthew a student from math teaching department. A boy that Died on the first invasion. He was UN space marine at that time.
"I hope you get it."
"You want to fight with me, huuh?" With tick on his forehead Andrew said a sarcastic remark.
"Huh?"
"Stop being sarcastic dumbass. Your score are not better than mine."
"What ?"
"Haah... Forget it, I'm go first. You better study, brother. It's near mid-exam." Wave Andrew as he leaving the dumbfounded Alex.
Realization struck, he remember on the peace time. Human often misunderstood each other words. When in the future that mishaps won't happen because the -brain expand-. Shrugged he shook his head, going back to his room.
Upon arrival, he wash himself and doing a laundry. The multi task lasted for 30 minutes. After the pain stacking process he dry the laundry outside his room on the balcony.
Wearing his clothes he slumped himself on the bed. Leaving a relieved breath.
'Stupid me. Why did I lazing around so much back in the day.' He thought as he closed his eyes with his right wrist.
'Ah... I should call mom and 'her' I missed them so much.' He thought before reaching his study desk for a phone.
Looking at the phone he smiled wryly. A crack filled smartphone with a dirty transparent silicone protector. Looking around it he could see his student ID on the back of the phone. Sticking inside the protector.
'What is this model again? Galaxy a5 isn't it?' Turn on his phone he familiarize himself with it. Looking at the feature, playing games and so on. Lasted for a while.
He then go into the contact on the phone that filled with his friend, and colleagues. He dial his mom number on it.
*beep**beep**beep*
"Hello Alex what's wrong?" Ask a sweet motherly voice that resemble Japanese v.a mom. albeit small a sound of running water and clacking dishes could be heard.
Hearing his mom voice make him cry a bit. He feels too emotional. His mom died in the invasions afterall.
"Mom, I love you." Blurted him.
A long silence fell. His mom didnt answer him. The clacking sound stopped he could only heard the sound of running water.
"Mom?"
"You... Are you doing drugs?" Ask his mom with a trembling voice.