--what?
seen from Ecuador
seen from China
seen from Netherlands
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seen from United States
seen from Chile
seen from Belgium
seen from Argentina

seen from Kuwait
seen from France
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States
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seen from Chile
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seen from United Kingdom

seen from Argentina

seen from United States
--what?
Rohama walked around the campus just now understanding it, but understanding it didn’t make it any less lonely. He couldn’t just ignore the fact that he was taken away from his friends and family and brought here, billions of miles away to this un-advanced planet. In his thoughts he unintentially made eye contact with a Terran and offered an unenthused “Hey.” Before going to walk on to the pier.
Alien’s Landing In My Backyard
Rohama was growing sick and tired of this seemingly endless journey; crossing galaxies will do that to you. “Screw this pilot, screw this ship, screw earth...” He said to himself before encroaching on the Earths atmosphere. He looked out the bay window with a sense of excitement mixed with loathing. “Just a few years of misery to prepare me for a life time of forced responsibility...” He said in an agonized tone before the ship came to a stop just over the center of campus. Before making the 15 foot leap out of the ship he turns to the pilot, “Tell her ‘excellency’ to piss off!” as he landed on his feet with a single bag he stares down the first person he saw looking at him “What’re you looking at, human?” He says sharply.
I feel like I’ve been asleep for two weeks... have I been asleep for two weeks? Is that even possible?
“Ok, homework’s done. Time for a Game of Thrones marathon. “
If you expected me to be nice about how far behind you are in training, you really shouldn't have picked up my class.
I’m fine... just a headache--- we just get back and I already have an essay due.
Oh my god.