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A/N: Thank you guys for 2k reads on this ff! I'm working really hard to ensure a good story is progressing and this is the hardest I've worked on a ff so I appreciate every read and comment! Thank you!!!- Ian :3

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I put on an evening casual dress for the dinner we all had tonight with Historia and Ymir. Mikasa was sitting on the counter of the bathroom, doing her makeup carefully as I continued to put my outfit on and do my hair. I go into my duffle bag and grab my makeup bag before sitting at the desk in the room and starting my makeup. I hear Mikasa hop off of the counter before walking out and looking at what I had on. She nods with approval.

"Wow, you look nice. When did you get that dress?" She asks me. I chuckle as I looked down at it before looking at her through the mirror.

"Years ago. I can't remember when. But it's very cute and casual, right? I wanted to see the bars around here so I figured I dress a little nice," I tell her. She chuckles, nodding as she puts on her shoes.

"I like it. I was thinking the same thing. We can go together. What'd you do while I was knocked out?" She asks me. I smile as I applied some light concealer.

"I went gambling with Eren and Jean. It was actually pretty fun despite the looming anxiety of losing money. I guess that's a thrill to some more than others," I tell her. She laughs lightly.

"Did you win anything? What'd you play?" She asks.

"Blackjack. I only got a hundred back. To be fair though, Eren lent me chips so I didn't really lose anything," I reply. She chuckles.

"And how was that?" She asks.

"How was what?" I ask a question in return.

"Hanging out with them alone," She replies. I nod.

"It felt fine. It wasn't anything crazy. Why do you ask?" I ask. She shrugs her shoulders with a smirk.

"No reason. Just asking," She replies. I shake it off, continuing my makeup.

After finishing my makeup, it was already seven thirty. I'm sure everyone was already downstairs, waiting on the rest of the group. Since Mikasa and I were ready, we decided to head down there. If there was no one there, we were just going to head to a bar to kill time until dinner.

Once we stepped out of the elevators, we walked further into the lobby and saw Historia and Ymir, kissing playfully as Historia laughed against Ymir's lips. I smile tenderly before Mikasa and I approached the couple. They glanced at us before smiling.

"Oh! You guys are the first ones. Bless you two. I thought everyone would start showing up at eight on the dot," Historia tells us. We chuckle.

"You two look nice. Fancy dinner?" Mikasa asks the pair. Historia wore a short evening dress as well and Ymir wore slacks and a nice shirt.

"Semi-fancy. You guys look great too!" Historia compliments us in return. I smile and nod, thanking her nonverbally.

We all engaged in small talk as we waited for the rest of the group to show up. The elevators opened and out walked Sasha and Connie, laughing together as they dressed nicely. Sasha wore a casual pantsuit with reasonable heels and her hair tied into a high ponytail. Connie wore nice jeans and sneakers with a nice crewneck. They cleaned up well. The pair spotted us before approaching us.

"Woah, you guys look hot," Sasha tells us. We laugh.

"I agree," Connie adds as he eyes Mikasa and I. I shake my head before looking at Sasha up and down before nodding.

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