“Ah *$%$#$^$%* you’re finally home , dinner’s on the table” my mother says to me from the living room as I shut the door behind me , she knows it’s me because Dad and I are the only ones with keys and Dad comes back around 11 pm ; I had already messaged her about me being late and hitching a ride with my senior from the same bus stop , Archie.

The over dramatized argument of a soap opera and the dull whirring of the washing machine are the only sounds I hear after I shut the door . On looking inside from the door , there is one door for the kitchen on the close right , one door for the living room on the far left and a turn in the hallway to the right after the kitchen door which leads to the bedrooms and bathrooms, the bright glow from the kitchen is more prominent than the dull circular lights built into the ceiling of the hallway.

I first keep my bag in my room and wash my hands , then head over to the living room ; Upon entering the living room I see our dining table on the left side of the room and a set of sofas and a glass coffee table on the right side with the flatscreen TV being mounted on the wall opposite of the door, The right wall of the room has large windows which show the city skyline pretty well as we are on the 13th floor.

As I sit on the dining table I finally see what my dinner is , It’s a bowl of season boiled vegetables and two vegetable and mayonnaise sandwiches , It is the dinner I asked my mom to make when I messaged her about me being late.

“Do you want coffee now or later?” My mom asks me as I’m eating , not even considering I wouldn’t want coffee as I have a habit of having coffee in the evening.

“Now would be nice” I say before I empty my bowl of vegetables.

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My mother gets up and goes to the kitchen and I can hear the sound of water being poured , probably into the kettle . “ Milk and Sugar?” comes the expected question from the kitchen.

“Both” I answer after taking another bite of my sandwich , I hear the sound of water being poured , this time presumably from the kettle into the coffee cup as the smell of coffee spreads through the house.

By the time my mother brings me the cup of coffee , I’ve finished my second sandwich and am reading messages on the class group chat to check if there is anything due for tomorrow.

“By the way ..” I say without taking my eyes off my phone “I might be late for the upcoming days as well , I’ve joined a club.”

I hear the sound of a cup being put down , my mother must have made coffee for herself as well “Really , That’s good , what club is it?” she asks.

“It’s the media club , I’m a voice actor for a game they’re making , Archie asked me to be a member” I reply , now putting down my phone.

I then proceeded to tell her about the club and its situation and who all are in it

“Oh , so there’s a girl from your class in it is there? Saki was it ?” is the question asked to me as the inner gossip queen of my mother comes out.

“Yeah , I don’t know what she does , but she was the one who led me around to do everything so I think she’s the club manager. Well she’s in the volleyball club right now , so she will be the club manager” I reply trying to act like I don’t care .

“I see “ My mother says as she turns back to the TV , the devilish smile on her face when she says those words makes me kind of scared but I just thank god that she stopped the questioning there.

After my father comes home , I go to my room and watch anime on my laptop for a while ; By the time I’m done binge watching the new releases of my favourite anime , its already 1 am and my parents have already gone to sleep.

I grab my earphones off of the desk in my room and turn around the chair so that its facing the windows in the room, the windows are along the same wall as that of the living room . I pack my laptop , turn off the lights and lean back on the chair until its pushed up against the desk with my feet on top of the bed , wear my earphones , connect them to my phone and start my playlist .

I usually can’t sleep before 3 am at the minimum , so I just listen to music before I feel drowsy enough to sleep.‘Ah the day is finally over’ I think to myself as I tap my fingers on my thigh along with the beat of the song currently playing , I look outside the window of my unlit room into the dark sky outside , dimly lit by the lights of the city below it .