𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗗 . armin arlert

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"i'm telling you y/n, i'm in love with her" the brunette stated, holding out a picture on her phone for her cousin to see.
"she's very pretty, too pretty, probably a catfish." the girl stood up from the sofa, wandering to the kitchen of her room.

her profile informed that she was fifteen and one hundred and forty-five centre metres tall, she was attending our college and was from a rich family, the reiss family, however, was going by the name krista lens while at school to avoid any public harassment.

ymir turned to look at the girl, slumping her chin down on her arm,
"i'm still meeting her, we have a date on friday" she sighed.

"have you ever even been on a date?" y/n asked, raising an eyebrow as she grabbed a pack of chips from above the fridge.
"well yeah, i obviously have- but never with someone like her" she started, "that's why i need your help."

the h/c haired girl sighed,
"so what im getting from this is, you want me to help you get ready for a date, with a girl that you met on a gay dating site, that you haven't ever met before?" she whined, making her way back to the sofa.

"yes?"

"sorry, can't help you. im actually having my own relationship crisis," she informed her taller cousin.

"no you're not." ymir chuckled,
"i am, theres this boy..-" y/n sighed, her eyelashes flickering as she blinked.

"ew men. what does he look like? i probably know him" she snarled, squinting her eyes.
"okay so he has this long blonde hair like shoulder length and blue eyes that sparkle in the moonlight like stars- and he always has a book with him" y/n described, zoning out completely.

ymir choked on with of the chips she had taken from y/ns packet,
"so.. armin? ya course i know him. but you like him? he's kind of a nerd and you are way out of his league."