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HOME, NOT HOME?
She couldn't find the strength to respond to her mom with a simple no─ like always, but just look at her now! On her way to one of her dad's friends' house. A stranger's house. A friend she never knew about and perhaps because it wasn't an obligation for her to.
Her parents wanted her to spend at least a week of summer break there because they wanted her away and the problem is that they just couldn't tell her through words( her dad did─ just not in the way she thought he would or even could ).
She remembers some things that happened before she went inside of their black car that still ( sometimes ) happens to make weird noises on the road. Her mom spent a lot of money on it and so, Mikasa won't say much.
She remembers how her dad was leaning on her door eighteen hours before they had to leave for their flight. The door she hadn't taken all of the stupid and childish stickers from. The one where they recorded her height for every birthday on a blue inked pen, never a blue pencil. Yeah, that one.
He was looking down on her, though at the same time─ he wasn't. Her dad is hard to figure out ( not really ) and she remembers his voice, his facial expressions, and just─ everything about him at the time. It felt like he was mumbling to himself when he told her, I want you to go there so that maybe you can finally have a break from that phone of yours.
She didn't blame him. Her phone was becoming an addiction. Well, of course it was! There were times where she couldn't just go out of her house and hang out with her friends so she would text them, obviously. However, when her dad caught her texting one of her friends ( Eren, a loner at school ) instead of sleeping like she said she would, he had enough.
But Mikasa is a good daughter.
She'll be the polite girl she's always been. She has manners and will use them, and remember to never ask for too many things ( not like she ever does anyway ).
She is not worried about anything major. Her dad said they were nice people and in all honesty, she expected him to say so.
Her dad's got a big heart. One that is probably bigger than the moon and Mikasa thinks that's a good thing and so, she believes him.
He would never let her step into a toxic household. Her mom wouldn't either─ both of them wouldn't.
GREEN HILLS
Bumpy car ride, but no more when they met the scenery of an endless looking road and oh! Lively green hills.
Her parents are using a new car. She calls it renting since it seems to be only temporary, but that doesn't sound right to her. Do people call it renting?
The french radio's volume is loud─ really loud and sounds close to full volume. It's almost becoming painful but her parents aren't trying to tone it down. She can hear voices, people singing but she just can't quite understand them. Their words are not resonating with her at all.
