❝I never thought you would make me feel like this.❞ ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹▫◃ ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ..... ʜᴇ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇx's ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ...
✿ ⁺ 🎀‧₊˚🩹⋆ ✩ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ٫ ᴠᴏᴛᴇ٫ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏᴏᴋɪᴇs!!<3
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❝Chapter Seven - Rink & Roll❞
ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ ♡ ↓ ♫ ⁹⁹⁹⁺ ︙
sᴏʀʀᴏᴡs - ʙʀʏsᴏɴ ᴛɪʟʟᴇʀ
1:20 ———●—————— 5:20
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ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹▫◃ ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ A COLD SHIVER RAN across your shoulder from the breeze coming from your fan, gliding past you like planes going through clouds. You squeeze your eyes for a moment before opening them, tossing yourself onto your back and sighing. Today was Ymir's birthday, and to be honest, you were quite excited, not only because you were celebrating one of your best friends, but you loved giving gifts. You ended up getting Ymir a Billie Eilish vinyl and some other cute little stuff she enjoys. You grabbed your phone and looked at the time, 9.35 AM it read. It was a Saturday and you weren't leaving until around 1:00 PM, so you had plenty of time to get ready. You decided to go downstairs and say good morning to your mother. You didn't have any siblings and your father wasn't around, so mornings like these were the best, just you and your mom. You got out of bed and hopped down the stairs, walking to the kitchen.
"Morning mom!" You exclaimed, kissing her on the cheek and resting on the counter next to her. "Whatcha making?" You curiously ask.
"BLT and coffee." She responds. You snort, seeing as it was early in the morning and that's what she was having.
"At 9 in the morning?" You laugh, opening the fridge to grab the milk, which you had a glass of every morning.
"Girl, when you get old you'll see!" She says, her finger shooting up in the air as she cuts the sandwich. "Do you want one?" She asks.
"Nah, I'm probably gonna have a lot of food when I go out for Ymir's birthday today." You stated, drinking the milk from a clear glass. Your mother nods and takes a bite of the BLT, closing her eyes in pleasure, you roll your eyes at her over exaggeration. "It is not that good."
"Girl bye. I got to head to the office so tell Ymir I wish her a very happy birthday." She walks away to the stairs, walking up them and disappearing. You chuckle to yourself and finish the glass of milk, placing it in the dishwasher and running up the stairs. You had a bit of time to kill before you had to head out, so you decided to just shower and relax for a little.
