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warnings : nsfw, alcohol use
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❝ incapable of making alright decisions, and having bad ideas ❞
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The four of you pulled up outside of Eren, Armin and Mikasa's front lawn. People were already throwing up onto the freshly-mowed grass, despite the party only having started an hour ago.
"It looks kinda hectic in there..." Niccolo mumbled, hesitantly unclipping his seatbelt.
"Come on Nico, it'll be fun!" Sasha reassured him from the seat behind.
She leant forward to briefly hug him over the shoulders from the backseat. As she did this, Jean glanced to you and you gave him an over-the-top eyeroll in response, as the couple pulled apart.
At the front door, Armin was nervously pulling people away from Eren's, Mikasa's and his possessions, in fear that they would be broken amidst the chaos of the party. A precious vase staying balanced in his hand, he gave your group an awkward smile as you waved him hello and entered the house.
"So glad you could make it! Do whatever you want, just don't break anything, m'kay?" He tried to put on a smile over his clearly flustered face. Parties were never really his scene.
"Of course Armin," you smiled kindly.
Before you could finish, you heard Jean raise his voice to a yell as he howled, "The party has arrived!"
Niccolo nervously rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed a little at Jean's extroverted antics, following him through to where Eren was doing shots in the kitchen.
"Let's go Sasha!" you tugged her by the wrist, taking her over to where Mikasa and Annie were lounging on a sofa.
"Hey guys!" Sasha beamed at them, picking a random person's drink up and taking a swig from it.
You followed her course of action, taking another drink in hand and quickly chugging it before turning to speak with the two girls that were relaxed on the couch. And soon, you were all chatting about god knows what, letting your hair down for once.
"You looking for anyone here tonight, Mika?" you asked teasingly, laying beside her.
"Tch, I gotta make sure Eren doesn't end up smashing through the window or drowning in the pool," she replied, keeping her gaze towards where Eren was standing, in the kitchen, playing beer-pong with Jean, Niccolo and Reiner.
