You're Not Alone

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I somehow fell asleep and managed to avoid all bad dreams. In fact, I didn't dream at all. I was able to sleep peacefully.

That was until I heard people laughing outside my door. I regretfully sit up and roll off the bed lazily, stomping to the door.

I glance out the window and see it's completely dark, so I slept for a while. It's now night time... Who could be making this ruckus?

I throw on my shoes and then my fingers twist the doorknob and pull open the wood door. Outside is Sasha and Connie trying to hold up Armin who's laughing hysterically and stumbling all over the place.

"What are you guys doing?" I rub my head.

"So... We met up with some Garrison guards and they treated us to some beer. I guess Armin has a low tolerance. I swear he only had one glass!" Connie holds my friend up.

"I'll take him," I sigh and replace Sasha with carrying the blonde boy. "You guys just head to bed before someone sees you."

"Sorry Sophie," she sighs and turns around with Connie behind her.

"Wait," I call out. "Where's my brother?"

"Oh..." Connie scratches his head and faces me. "He got pretty messed up too and Mikasa took him to his room."

"Okay thanks," I grab onto Armins side and pull him up. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight Sophie," the two say in unison.

I drag Armin down the hall and make a right down the boys hallway. Armins room is the second door on the right, so I back into the door and turn the handle.

With my back, I push the door open and pull Armin inside with me. He begins laughing again and I cover my hand over his mouth to muffle the sound.

"Shut up!" I hiss.

I find my way to his bed in the dark and throw him on the mattress. My fingers unlace his boots and I then pull them off, sliding his legs under the covers.

"Just get some sleep," I move the golden hair out of his eyes.

"Sophie..." Armin grabs my hand. "Thank you."

"Of course. Just no more drinking for you," I smile down at him.

"Can you do me a favor?" Armin mumbles.

"Mhmm, what is it?" I sit down on the bed beside him.

"Can you check on Eren? He flipped out on Mikasa at the tavern. Saying he's sick and tired of her treating him like a child."

I let out a sigh and throw my head back in annoyance. Armin turns over and starts to snore loudly.

My lips place a kiss on his forehead and I stand up, heading towards the door and shutting it softly behind me.

I go down a couple more doors and enter my brothers. Mikasa sits at the desk, her hand holding her head up.

"Hey," I whisper. "How is he?"

"Sleeping now," she sits up straighter. "He's a mess."

"He sure is," I look at my brother who is laying on his back, his right hand on his stomach and his left leg hanging off the bed. "A total mess. But I love him."

"He just kept drinking. We all told him to stop, but he didn't want to listen. Then he started yelling at everyone for not caring about humanity and that he's the only one who wants to fight."

"Then you stepped in?" I question.

"I tried. I told him he needed to calm down and I put him in a headlock, but that made things worse and he pushed me down."