Christa's POV
I glanced at the clock on Ymir's wall. The time was 12:34, I really needed sleep. Ymir was already throwing pillows onto the couch, laying down.
"You can take my bed." Ymir offered, getting comfy. I gulped nervously.
"Y-You could always s-share the bed with me."
Ymir blushed all the way to her ears.
"I mean, I-I wouldn't wanna seem creepy or anything..." She stuttered, jumping up from the couch.
"It wouldn't bother me."
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Ymir finally gave in, and we plopped onto the squeaky bed together. She was a stuttering and blushing mess.
"U-Um... is this okay?"
I smiled. "Yeah."
She nodded, pushing herself to the far end of the bed. I giggled, taking most of the bed to myself. I yawned softly, curling up into the covers as I drifted into a dreamless sleep.
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I awoke to the sound of Ymir's guitar once again, the sun shining through the small window above the bed.
You're suffering, feel your pain
Allow me to be your sponge
'Cause I can absorb your sorrows
I'm the oneI shook as I tossed the blanket around me off, stepping onto the bare wood floor. She wasn't in the bedroom.
Fire may rain down on you but I'll be your water
Waves may crash on you but I'll be your land
'Cause I want to give you just a temporary blissI creaked the door open, peeking out into the cramped living room/kitchen.
Just a little bit, just a little bit
A little more information
To add to my confusion, to add to the frustration
I don't need itShe wasn't there either.
So shed your pain, well, I'll sit in silence
As you bleed your deepest feelings here
Quakes may rattle you but I'll be your sky
Winds may twist around you but I'll be your cloudsI entered the living room. She was out on the balcony, the sliding door wide open.
Just a little bit, just a little bit
A little more information
To add to my confusion, to add to the frustration
I don't need it, no, I don't need it-"Ymir?"
She turned to look at me. She smirked, hopping off the railing.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty."
I smiled tiredly, as the taller girl gave my head a light pat.
"Good morning to you too, Prince Charming."
She chuckled at this, bending her elbow inward and offering it to me.
"Shall we go get breakfast, milady?"
I nodded happily, locking my small pale arm with her long tanned arm as we walked into the apartment.
"First you have to shower and get dressed though; you reek."
I playfully hit her shoulder, blushing.
"H-Hey!"
"Just joking! But maybe you should shower off first."
I stuck my tongue out at her, making my way back into the room. I dug into the bag I had packed, pulling a plain long sleeved dress, along with tights and Mary Janes. I ran into the small restroom connected to Ymir's room, placing my clothing down as I started the water in the shower up. I stepped in, and was immediately showered in cold water.
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