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"He hasn't spoken to me in two days, Sash

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"He hasn't spoken to me in two days, Sash."




Your best friend chewed happily on salted french fries from across the table while she listened to you explain everything that happened with Jean that day. He had been giving you an awful bout of the silent treatment ever since you called out Eren's name instead of his, despite trying to explain to him it was just an accident— that you had only just spoken to the man before hand and had his name stuck on your tongue.


It was a poor excuse, you knew that. You knew there was no coming back from something like this, as soon as the name of another man slipped from your lips in the heat of the moment. Alas, it was the best you could do. The damage was done, you could only hope that Jean would forgive your mishap.

You felt guilty for withholding some of the truth, but you knew if you told him everything— that you were in his room, smoking and falling asleep on his bed, he wouldn't have believed that you didn't actually cheat on him. Not that you could blame him, per se.


"Well, you did moan out another guy's name, y/n. I mean, I love you and all but that was kinda fucked up." Sasha mumbles between munches.


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