''my god ymir, why didnt you wake me up sooner?'' y/n sighed, running a brush through her hair. the brunette shrugged.
''and why is your girlfriend outside?'' the e/c eyed questioned,
''kristas here? already?'' ymirs perked up, running towards the door to see her girlfriend.
"well at least one of our relationships are working out" y/n mumbled,
"im glad its mine" the other answered, pulling her girlfriend over.
a groan left y/ns mouth as she stood from her stool,
"where are the straighteners?" she wondered aloud.
''i left them in the kitchen cupboard'' ymir responded.
''what were they doing in the kitchen in the first place?'' y/n shrieked.
''i was making popcorn''
''with my straighteners?''
''yes,'' the taller brunette scratched the back of her neck.
''does she do this at your place too christmas?'' the h/c haired inquired,
''oh, no she doesnt, and my names krista,''
''ugh, im sorry kris kringle, i get confused sometimes"
the blonde smiled sympathetically,
"its okay, i know you dont mean it!' she cooed.
'thank you kristie,''
"ignore her, shell never get it right'' ymir grumbled. "shes a lost cause, no hope for her''
"im sorry did you hear something? i believe someone who got under twenty percent on their most recent test just said something, shut up stupid." y/n looked around the room, her e/c eyes than staring into ymirs brown ones.
"fine, i get your point, but you dont get to brag that you get a hundred because you dont know what im going through at home!" she scoffed,
"ymir," y/n sighed, crossing her arms.
''what? mikasa uses up all the good shampoo!''
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𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗗 . armin arlert
Diversos( 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...
