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tw : mentions of death
june - 20 years old
eren's pov - 18.45pm
"floch, can you take this order at table five, please?" he asked, pointing at the tray on the counter.
"sure"
eren rested his body on the wall, while he massaged his temples, trying to ease the headache.
"are you alright?" his co-worker asked, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"yeah i'm okay, laura! just a headache" he answered, smiling at her.
"do you want a painkiller?"
"i've already took one. thank you, though" he said, patting her head.
'i have five more hours! it's gonna pass eventually' he thought, as he went back to his work.
ignoring the continuous banging in his head, he kept serving customers and acting as if nothing was happening in the first place.
he looked at the clock on the wall, the time already 20.15pm. yet, the headache was still there and it was getting stronger. his eyes lost focus every now and then, and his vision was getting blurry.
"dude, you look pale! are you okay?" floch asked, once he got into the room.
"i'm fine! i just have this annoying headache that painkillers can't take away" he explained, as he rolled up his sleeves more.
he took the ready dishes from the counter, put them on his tray, and walked towards the couple who ordered them. his feet felt heavy and it felt like the distance between him and the table was an endless one.
he shook his head slightly and put on his smile, as he gave the couple the dishes they ordered.
"enjoy your meal!" he kindly said, earning a thank you from them.
he walked back in the room, passing by the kitchen where everyone else was. he could hear his boss' voice coming from there, so he supposed it was the daily check-ups he was doing before his break.
the whole room spun around him and his vision blurred again. the last thing he heard was the sound of the tray falling down, before he passed out, an endless darkness surrounding him.
