Chords [Ereri]

Morning

Forty-three minutes later, the movie was done and everyone started to move around in their seats. Mikasa stretched her arms above her head and let out a yawn. Armin had already risen from his seat, walking to the end of the room to turn on the lights. Marco and Jean untangled from their weird position I had no idea how they ended up in, and Connie tried to uncover Sasha from all the pillows and blankets she had buried herself in.

"It was a nice movie." Mikasa said, laughing as she saw everyones horrified faces turn towards her. "You're not human." Armin stated, shaking his head. I stood up, stretching my arms above my head.

"It wasn't that bad," I said, letting out a laugh. "Dude, you were just as scared as the rest of us, don't try covering it up." Connie laughed. I shrugged. "Well, yeah, Jean looked like he was about to shit himself, holding on to Marco as if he was about to die."

I grinned when I saw the look on Jean's face. His face had turned deep red, almost matching his crimson colored shirt. He spun around muttering a "fuck you," before leaving the room. Marco laughed and hurried after Jean, calling his name.

Sasha had finally appeared from under the pillows, her reddish-brown hair looking like a crow's nest. The girl still looked terrified, jumping at every sound she heard. "Connie, get me some food." She said, noticing they were all out of snacks. "Go get it yourself." He said, rolling his eyes at her. Sasha gave him a death-glare and pointed her finger towards what I assumed was the kitchen. "I am not going alone." She said, not breaking eye contact until Connie gave in. He sighed.

"fine, I'll go with you.." She jumped up from the couch, gripping Connie's arm firmly, and they walked towards the kitchen. I shook my head at them and turned around to look for Armin. No one was around except Mikasa, who had her face burried in her phone, texting someone.

"Did you see where Armin went?" I asked. She shook her head slightly, not moving her eyes from her phone. I sighed and decided to go looking for him.

"Armin?" I called, walking down the hallway.

"Here!" he shouted. I walked towards his voice and ended up in what could have only been his bedroom. The room was just as I expected; There were different kind of posters and pictures hanging all around his room and his never-ending collection of books, mangas and comic books were stacked in a large bookshelf covering one of his walls.

"Glad to see you're still the nerd you always have been." I chuckled, leaning against the door frame. He laughed while opening a drawer at the side of his bed. "Once a nerd, always a nerd." I snorted and walked over to him.

"What are you doing?"

He started pulling out some covers and put them down on the bed. Suddenly, he stood up as if realizing something and looked up at me, his clear blue eyes wide. "Damn, I forgot to ask, but I wondered if you and Mikasa wanted to stay over!" He scratched his neck. "We usually have sleepovers since it's easier for everyone, but I totally forgot to ask you two.." I nodded and picked up the covers he had put on the bed. "Of course we'll stay!" I grinned at him. He smiled back at me, his eyes shining with exitement. "It's been a while hasn't it?" I nodded.

Armin, Mikasa and I used to have sleepovers quite often when we were younger. We spent almost every weekend together, playing, reading or watching movies. It became a tradition for us to stay at either of our houses, eating snacks our parents brought us and sleeping together on mattresses spread out on the floor.

"You've got yourself some nice friends.. Everyone seems as nerdy as you," I chuckled, gaining a smirk from Armin. "Yeah, they really are great. I'm lucky I found them I guess.. And you of course!" Armin looked up at me with big eyes. I snorted, "What about that horse-face.. Jean? He is an asshole, with his stupid grin and the way he follows Marco around constantly?" At that Armin burst out laughing. "Are you jealous or something? They are both pretty nice looking guys." Armin wiggled his eyebrows. "What? No, what the hell Armin?" My face showed disgust and Armin laughed again. "Okay, okay. Whatever you say.. However, Jean could be pretty nice once you get to know him, why do you think Marco hangs with him?" He raised his brows at me. I shrugged, "I don't know.. maybe he is in to horse-faced douchebags?" Armin shook his head and contiued pulling stuff out from the drawer.