You couldn't help but be nervous as you stood by the cargo container that contained your belongings, your stomach turning bellyflops from both nervousness and an empty stomach.
Once more, while you waited for your contact the occurrences of the last few years rattled around in your head. The enormous alien visitors who, after finding Earth, became your home planet's greatest benefactors, gladly supplying the tiny world with the natural resources Earth had all but exhausted. Your father, the diplomat, had been one of the first voyagers from home to visit their planet, securing the amazing technology for space travel for your homeworld so that a 'hyper space' bridge could be built between the two worlds.
As a show of good faith in the titanic aliens, you agreed, with some pressure from your father to attend college on their world. One of only five students of your scale who were allowed to attend the universities of the titanic planet, to further your studies.
Your senses were only snapped back to the present by the distant sound of a footfall, the deep rumbling vibration still miles off but causing you to, momentarily, reconsider this option. . .
Still, through e-mail, you'd already met your roommate to be, a fur who shared your major and would serve as your 'private limo' to all your various classes. Still, when you caught first sight of him in the doorway you couldn't help but gasp. The photos you'd seen of him did little to ready you for the experience of meeting a 15 mile tall fur.
With a nervous smile, you cup your hand to your mouth calling up to your roommate from the transport platform you've been waiting on.
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