JEAN
"Finally, dammit," He proclaimed, looking at the envelope with his name written weakly on it. His paycheck was the only thing that kept him working there. He was no people person, he hated coffee, and he was always tired in the evenings. But he was a college student. That doesn't exactly come without expenses.
Taking off his stupid-looking (in his opinion) apron and driving to his residence hall both happened in a split second. One minute he was here, the next, somewhere else. Someone once told him it was his anxiety...but he just called it bull and left it at that.
"Hey asshole," Eren said, looking down at Jean from his creaky top bunk bed.
"Piss off," He replied, wondering how in the world he got a dorm with the worst person in the universe.
"Bad day?"
"I said piss off!" But it most certainly was a bad day. Not only did he have to talk to people and pretend to be nice, but he tried flirting with an absolute angel and it was a total mess. It always was. He didn't even know how to flirt! He was told he had a resting bitch-face. Whatever that meant. He tried to turn away from harmful comments like that...even though that was more stupid than harmful. Obviously.
But Jean tried to forget about it and jumped in bed, hoping the next day wouldn't be so bloody terrible. He didn't know how much longer he could stand all of this...
A/N: So terribly short, I'm sorry. More soon? Whatcha think? Thanks for reading though, hope to hear from you guys. Happy reading, ciao!
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