𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐌, 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐀 | 002

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SEASON 1.

"ROCK PAPER SCISSORS SHOOT!" Fades in slowly, a picture of a boy with sparkling blue ocean eyes coming into view.

"Hey, guys! I'm Armin!" He smiles brightly, almost as bright as his golden hair, "Eren insists we vlog random stuff for when we become famous and people can look back at these, so here I am! Uh- right now Jean and Eren are currently indulging in a violent game of rock paper scissors to decide who gets the last doughnut,"

He flips the camera, now showing Eren and a boy with chestnut hair aggressively throw hand signs, though they look oddly like gang ones due to how fast and hostile they were being.

"I swear, they're exactly like their characters," The screen blurs for a second as Armin swings it around to show who's talking. A gorgeous woman with long black hair and amber eyes waves, "Hi! I'm Carla. You saw me die in like episode one." She chuckles in a motherly way.

A cheer of victory is heard from Eren as he snatches the pastry from the white box, "MWAHAHHAHA! Take that, horse-face!" And he stuffs it into his mouth.

"Why did that nickname stick? Even fucking Isayama liked it I swear to God-" Jean mumbles in defeat before being interrupted by a tall nordic God.

"Language!" He yells, his presence taking up the whole break room. He glances at the camera Armin holds, his harsh look in his eyes contrasting to the way his mouth twitched up. before he can say anything, he's interrupted by the very same person he scolded.

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