"ymir? can we go now? i don't want to be late' y/n moaned, tapping her cousins shoulder.
'make him wait," she answered back, clasping her hair into a low ponytail.
y/ns face scrunched up,
"but i don't want to make him wait!' she cried.
'well that's not my problem, is it y/n?" ymir grinned, lose pieces of her brown locks falling over her face.
"ugh, you're so annoying" the e/c eyed girl wailed.
"excuse me? whos the one driving to your date?" the other raised a brow, grinning.
ymir motioned for y/n to follow her as she wandered to the outside of the building where her sleek black motorcycle sat,
"alright, which helmet do you want? black or yellow?" she sought.
the h/c peered down at the dress she had picked up, then back at the helmets
"ill take yellow," she glowed. the brunette swivelled a leg over the motorcycle, clenching onto the grips and passing the yellow helmet to her cousin.
"are you going to get on?'' she told, positioning her helmet on her head.
not even a moment after, y/n had sat herself down behind ymir, prepared to leave for the library. the bike roared when she started the engine, and so did ymir when she realised that I wasn't moving no matter how hard she tried.
''well isnt that just perfect,'' she grunted sarcastically.
''what? what is it?'' y/n asked, alarmed.
'be a doll y/n and go grab the pump from my room please, it should be in the back closet' the brunette sneered as she got off and bent down to the wheel.
y/n sighed, jumping off and running back into the building.
''how did this even happen..'' the taller girl murmured to herself. she rolled her eyes and began searching for the place where the wheel may have been punctured in.
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𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗗 . armin arlert
Losowe( under editing, sadly!! ) in which college students armin and y/n meet at their local libraray and begin writing eachother love letters, placing them into books from their public reading lists, displayed on the libarary wall. the two soon fall for...
