"I THINK I LIKE ARMIN ARLERT."
"CONGRATULATIONS ON BEING THE LAST TO FIND OUT."
romeo and juliet reborn
in the 2000's as two high
schoolers but ones
a PC obsessed anime geek
and the others a total
bitch with designer shoes.
social hierarchy quee...
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so yeah, you were doing this.
after eventually managing to contact historia a million calls later, who acted completely normal even while going ghost, brushing it off as hating when people hide behind screens and pretend their untouchable.
you should've known, this was the girl who sought attention, it didn't matter what what the case was. even when picking her up — perfect posture, not alarmed in the slightest, scrolling calmly on her phone next to ymir who was shamelessly sneaking a peek. plotting or not, she looked damn good for someone getting torn up on the internet, better than you at least. looking up and offering a small, polished smile. the kind she uses with substitute teachers and nosy aunts.
there's composure as she slides into the backseat and gets back to her phone, most likely contacting a search team. yet still graceful and quiet like always, but words still feel carefully measured.
upon arriving at mikasa's home, the house was simple, you halfheartedly expected to get directions to a haunted mansion, something straight out of the adam's family. but, it was as normal as could be, apart from the wood chimes made of bone-shaped resin. or the welcome mat that says 'abandon all hope, ye who enter here... unless you brought tea or tarot cards.'
that sure didnt help the unrelenting nerves.
"what should i caption my snap, cursed sleepover or séance with snacks?" sasha asked, while ymir was too busy recording another snap of mikasas little garden gnome dressed as a victorian vampire holding a crystal ball.
those two were like the worst people to take anywhere, and not in the quirky cute way, they were downright embarrassing. they lagged a few feet behind inspecting the place before joining atop the steps, much to hitch's dismay.
so much so that she exclaims, "if we get killed, im blaming (y/n)." while side-eyed the two weirdly optimistic freaks, not understanding what force managed her to actually come participate in wizard awakenings with the schools bottom feeders of all people. well, truthfully you threatened her because she was one of the only ones with a working car. this was a big event, everyone obviously needed to be here in support.
