Accomplishments of an Indecent Office Worker | Attack On Titan Isekai

-ch 2.; they never tell you about the crushing weight of the world in school-

A/N: CHAT I UPLOADED KIND OF CLOSE TO THE DATE I SAID I WOULD!!!! anyways sorry for not uploading it way sooner!! was crying about missing the attack on titan musical! 💓 then i binged watched a polish cosplay channel's attack on titan modern AU short film series.

PLEASE is the long ass title for this chapter fire or just annoying...

enjoy little lads!! :3

"and so then it dings like that, and that's how you know it's finished!" you were making a pepperoni and cheese sandwich for sasha (and chicken noodle soup for everyone else. favoritism.) and showing her how microwaves work. just girly things. i mean you were worried- of course you were.

mainly worried for her mouth and her sanity, but also worried for your electricity. what was going to happen now that the pipes and wires to your house were magically disconnected? maybe the power of cosmic electricians had saved you.

thankfully, the sandwich did not make the microwave explode or combust, saving you from spending more of your money on house renovations. 

you carefully handed the sandwich covered with paper towel to sasha, making sure she didn't put her hands in the place where the heat from the microwave had made the bread terrifyingly hot.

your eyes followed her as she happily skipped over to your kitchen table, pulling herself a seat next to jean and connie as she made fun of jean for his absolutely distressing haircut. as the jeering continued, you surveyed the other people at the table while leaning on your counter. 

what were you going to do? sure, it was great being able to talk to the characters you had idolized for the past few years- but that was the thing. were you ever going to be able to form friendships or stronger bonds that were healthy with how you made them idols in your head? who knows, maybe your thinking about this too much.

glancing over to your stove clock, the lights flash the number 12:42. It was surprisingly early for everything that has happened in the last forty minutes. a loud maow sound made its way to your ears as you looked down to see famine. your cat.

you happily scooped the feline into your arms, pressing kisses onto its stomach and tiny little nose as you fussed over it. 

why yes, it was embarrassing when you remembered a group of highly trained soldiers were watching you coo over a little kitty. a little guy, in fact.

that was until your alarm went off- your alarm to get your laundry out of the washing machine. unfortunately, the sound for your alarm was the song "nasty" by ayesha erotica. which wouldn't have been that embarrassing! if it wasn't specifically the part that started at 0:45. 

you dashed your way upstairs, stopping your alarm in the process. shamefully, you opened the door to your laundry machine and loaded the wet blob of clothes into the dryer. in an ashamed manner. you prayed to every single god ever that nobody heard the lyrics to the song.

standing up, you started your washing machine and slowly made your way downstairs. you still heard all of them talking, so it was probably fine! even if they did hear the song, maybe they'd use common sense and avoid the topic to save you from being embarrassed.

"so, how are we gonna deal with... this?"

"she gave us fhoog, fso we haf to be nifce to her!"

"thank you for your input hange, but please do not talk with your mouth full."

the chatter continued as you reached the bottom of the stairs, making your way over to the fridge to grab a juice box. yes a juice box- do you have a problem with that? it's juice. it's better than getting absolutely fuckfaced at 1 PM because of the 13 beers you had.