❝ 𝘐𝘛'𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘛, 𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛? ❞ ─ armin arlert .ᐟ
⤷ ❝ 𝘐 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘞. ❞ ─ y/n l/n .ᐟ
⌗ in which the two best friends eventually becomes more than friends. slowly, but surely. the girl gave him her all. but, he still left wi...
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awkward , armin arlert. 001. / pilot
PA , PHILADELPHIA 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝟫𝗍𝗁 12:23 am
narrative. ࣪𓏲ּ.ೃ࿐ ❝ chansae..what the hell are you talking about?"you dead panned as you listened to one of your only best friends speak about some random shit she talked about in her debate group chat.
your other friend iyana payed no attention to the two of you whatsoever, shoving spoons of chipotle down her throat as she watched the movie displayed on the tv.
the pink haired girl sighed once again as if she explained this to you a billion times. "i said.. why do niggas get to have a whole hay of hair on they balls, but when woman have hair on they coochies issa problem!?" your jaw dropped so quick to the ground. is this the shit they really debate about in debate teams?
even iyanas jaw dropped, the plastic spoon slipping out of her hand as she watched chansae expressively explain why it's not fair that men could have pubic hairs. then, the brown skinned bursted out into a fit of laughter, sounding like she has been smoking cigarettes since she was in elementary.
her laugh was contagious because you then started laughing, slapping chansaes thigh in the process. "c-chansae how the hell did that come about?" you exclaimed out in between your laughter, iyanas horrible cackling in the background though chansae just gave you two a blank stare. she was clearly serious about this.
a soft pout rested on her glossy lips as she narrowed her eyes, grabbing the remote to change the random movie playing, and to turn on some old corykenshin videos on youtube. her hazel eyes were sharp, focusing on the tv though you two couldn't stop laughing.
"ok ok, i'm sorry. my bad." iyana huffed out as she began to calm down from her laughing fit, still completely caught off guard from the outrageous statement.
"chan what be wronggg?" you questioned, rubbing your face from the tears building up in the corners of your eyes.
"shut up."
you scrunched your face up, beginning to say some slick shit in return, but you were cut off by the sound of your phone ringing, your sexyy red singtone blasting through out your room.
you let it play for a bit, and it kept on playing over and over again, so it started to get annoying.
your friends looked at you like you had grown three heads, "bitch pick up the damn phone!" iyana exclaimed softly as she began to eat her chipotle once again, watching the corykenshin video playing lowly in the background.
