Potato Wedges {Sasha ~X~ Connie} {AoT}

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Sasha~

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I ended the call with Connie before throwing my phone on my red bean bag chair, the empty potato chip bags cushioning its fall.

I only had one thing on my mind; why did I trust Connie in delivering the message to Jean? He'll probably screw it all up by laughing and Jean'll think it's a joke...

But, lighting up the mood, Ymir's party is going to be great! Not only am I going to be able to talk to Jean and hear what he has to say, I'll also be in the same location as Ymir's fridge.

First thing's first, I'll have to look the part to ensure Jean's full attention. That is why, my friend, I've come prepared. There is a dress stashed away deep in my closet, black in color with thin straps. Not too revealing, but knowing Jean, that wouldn't hurt.

I pulled out the dress, spreading it down on my bed, "Yes... This will definitely catch people's attention..." I basically drooled.

Just then, my doorbell rang and I ran down the hall and opened the door, "Connie? What're you doing here... You delivered the message already?" I asked.

He was looking quite different then usual; usually that bright smile of his never left his face. But today, he looked a little gloomy, "I just wanted to stop by and talk for a moment..."

"O-Okay?" I chuckled, moving out of the way to let him into the apartment my mother and I shared. I was fifteen after all.

Connie walked in, looking down at his feet the whole time until he reached the couch, "Can I ask you something weird?"

"... Depends," I said a little scared.

"Why do you like Jean? Is it because of his looks? Personality? Is that the kind of boy you like?" Connie asked, his face getting redder and redder ask he spoke. He looked up at me, "Fever..."

"O-Okay..." I said, walking over beside him and sitting on the couch, "Is this bothering you in any way?"

"W-What? No! Absolutely not! I-I'm just curious..." He said, looking away at his left.

"I don't know..." I said, humping my shoulders, "Did you tell him yet?"

"I-I was on my way..." He said, jumping back up from the couch.

"Really, Connie, is something bothering you? I couldn't help but notice that you're acting-"

"Hey, it's fine!" He smiled, "I'll see you at the party, aight?"

"Y-Yeah..." I said, obviously not believing his interrupting lies.

He flashed me a quick grin before disappearing out the door and closing the door behind him. I sighed, walking back over to change into my dress.

I wonder what's going on with him?