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11:20 pm
L O C A T I O N : malibu nightclub
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i played with the diamond tassels on my shirt that held it together while connie drove half of us to the nightclub. connie, jasmine, sasha, armin and me in one car while kiana, eren, jean, mikasa, deja and zariyah in another. 

i was gonna do as much as i could before getting drunk because i didn't wanna shut now before the fun. armin was on his phone next to me the entire ride and wouldn't give me his hand to hold as he was too busy texting someone.

so instead i did as i always did and lifted my leg to lay over his and he didn't move it. i sighed, maybe he just needed to get drunk and let loose. i didn't know what was wrong with him but i hoped i wasn't the cause.

"we're here," connie announced. "the line is long so let's get in before more people show up." i waited for armin to get out so i could follow after him.

the music was heard from the outside and it was muggy and hot. thank god i was wearing what i was wearing. i check my purse to make sure i still had my ID and it didn't magically walk the fuck away because that has happened before.

we all got in line, the car behind us with the rest of the group parked and got out. "damn that car was cramped as fuck!" jean whistled while mikasa rolled her eyes. "that's because your legs are too damn long and we sat in the back." eren laughed, sliding his arm around kiana as she hopped out the car. "you thought i was about to let you drive? yeah, no." he stated.

i leaned up against the wall, armin in front of me; looking at the line ahead. "hey," i slapped his arm lightly. "you okay? you've been iffy the entire car ride." it was concerning me a little that he was being a little distant and i couldn't help but think back to that conversation with that somebody.

he smiled, walking up on me until his hands landed on my hip. "i'm fine." with my arms crossed, i narrowed my eyes at him. "are you sure? what was up with you not wanted to hold my hand?" i pondered, poking my lips out in disappointment. "i was texting someone, was i not?" he sassed, pinching my side. i hissed and slapped his hand away, "but you didn't even try to hold it later after you were done."

i was probably making a big deal out it but armin has never done that. it was my hand or nothing for him and his phone seemed like the issue. or the person on the phone was the issue. taking away his attention away from me.

armin gave me a look of, 'you're being a brat.' "stop looking at me like that." i pushed him away slightly so i could move up in the line. "like what, dakota?"

dakota?

no kota?

no love?

no baby?

no babe?

i whipped around to him in irritation. "dakota?"

armin scoffed, "that's your name is it not?" i raised an eyebrow at his tone. once was a simple little tiff was now turning into something else. "don't get smart with me, armin. you don't call me by my name unless something is wrong so what's your problem?" i said lowly so that i didn't catch anyone's attention from behind us.

the last thing i needed was the rest of the group to catch wind of armin and i arguing in front of them.

"nothing is wrong, kota."

"you're doing it on purpose now." i jabbed a finger in his chest, starting to get pissed off by his antics. "i'm giving you what you want, aren't i?" he got in my face. "armin, don't do this right now." i whispered as we got closer to the doors. "do what?"