༄Bᴏʀɴ Aɴ Oᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇʀ༄
Let's tell them a story...
Of daring soldiers, outcasted people, cannibalistic giants, bloody blades, sunny days filled with teen laughs, starry nights filled with pecks, friendships and lovers and siblings and losses and victorie...
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𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌.
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Tomorrow was the day they would start with ODM gear training. And, as if the extra tiring training hours to ensure everyone was ready weren't enough, they still had chores to do.
It wasn't like they lived in that camp, only training and then eating, while everything was constantly in tact for them. The cadets were the ones that cleaned, fed the horses, mopped their cabins, washed their sheets and blankets and clothes and also the ones to bring in the water needed for all that laundry.
Everything was scheduled and today it was actually laundry day, which meant all the trainees got their bed covers and uniforms to be washed.
Shadis left them all alone in an opening in front of the cabins, with wires around to then hang up the washed fabrics.
Some were the ones that did the hanging, others washed the dirty clothes rubbing them with soap bars and others brought buckets of water from the wells in the far back of the camp.
As usual, Belva was assigned to carry filled in buckets.
Sadly, Mikasa and Armin were assigned to rub the dirt off whereas Eren hanged up the wet cleaned out sheets. Even Annie wasn't in the same post as her, so she would be on her own.
She could use some company if she was honest. The buckets were extra heavy once full and she had to carry two at the same time to save up time. At least, after the tenth time of doing the same thing, she was more adapt at the job.
Right now, she was just walking back to the rest with her two filled in wooden buckets, checking her surroundings as to not bump into someone again and get them all wet.
Walking in her own pace, she was close with just another girl with warm brown hair caught in a ponytail, who was also carrying a couple of buckets at hand and looked oddly familiar.
Even though she was careful this time, she wasn't too quick to react as the girl lost grip of her left bucket, the water splashing on Belva.
She let out an embarrassing squeal and moved her arms that quick her own buckets' contents dripped on her. Her shoes were now soaking wet as well as her trousers.
Just my luck, she thought.
She would really like to give some piece of her mind to the girl that got her dripping with water, but as she looked up her way she saw her having let down her other bucket and having a worried look on her face while approaching her.
