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Chapter 6







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ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ • ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴍɪᴛʜꜱ0:00 ───|────── 3:41↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

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ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇꜱ • ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴍɪᴛʜꜱ
0:00 ───|────── 3:41
↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯

    It was a quiet night, with no rain tapping at your window and barely any wind to rustle the autumn leaves. The only sound throughout the house was the low hum of your parents downstairs chatting about the jeopardy played on the television. You were busy rummaging through warm clothes to wear tonight to hang out with Eren, who should be here any minute. You had a few minutes since leaving work early and decided to wear something comfy, not caring how you looked in front of Eren. As you were throwing on a black oversized hoodie over your jeans, you heard knocking from the front door, and your heart dropped; you didn't expect Eren to come to the door, only expecting a simple text letting you know he was here. You hear the wood floors creak as your parents answer the front door and excitedly greet Eren.

    "Eren! Welcome!" Your mom greets warmly.

    "Hey, I'm here to pick up y/n. We're just going to hang out for a bit." Eren said sweetly, making you cringe because you weren't used to his polite tone. He was usually stoic and had a calm tone about him unless he was angry and would lash out with rage. You think you would prefer that more than this feign sweetness.

    "Y/n! Eren's here!" Your dad yells from the edge of the steps, and you immediately jump up from slipping on your sneakers and make your way to the foyer. Walking down the hall to the stairs, you overhear them chatting more.

    "So is this 'hang out' a date?" You hear your mother suggest with hopefulness, and you freeze from shock and embarrassment at her questioning.

    "Uhhh," Eren's tone seems uncomfortable.

    "We always thought you two would date. We were hoping-" your father continued, but you interrupted him by the sound of your sneakers thumping the wood floor as you bolted down the stairs, practically skipping a few steps as you ran to Eren's side.

    "Okay, we're going to be late. Bye." You wave to your parents as you push Eren out the front door and speed to his truck before they can question you anymore. You sigh in relief when you are at his truck in the driveway and let go of his arm.

    "I'm sorry." You apologize with a sheepish tone, giving Eren an empathetic smile.

    "It's okay, don't worry 'bout it." Eren laughs and unlocks the Bronco with the key fab.

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