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The party.(5)

The apartment complex that Mikasa was approaching was classy and dirty at the same time. A perfect blend of "I have money" and "but not that much money". She chuckled as she pushed her hair behind her ears, a force of habit she never shook from her teenage years. Going up to the building she looked around but couldn't spot Hanji. Mikasa brow naturally uplifted, she's late. About to take her phone out and call her, she had a sudden idea. She breathed in deep and went-

"MAAAAARCOOOOOOOOO"

She waited for a reply from the dark city. She waited and waited and then-

"POOOOOOLOOOOOOOO"

"Oh there she is."

Upstairs the boys were playing beer pong. A game Eren was actually winning at.

The odd boss was coming up strutting. Giggling too. She was wearing a long trench coat to cover her skimpy clothes underneath. Something Mikasa did as well. As she approached, Mika shook her head and gave her a smirk.

"Why are you so damn happy?"
"Me? I'm always happy."
"Yeah, maybe when you're gutting something."
"It's actually called dissection."
"Oh is it?"

Mikasa rolled her eyes. As she made her way to the door and up one of the flights of stairs, they made some small talk about what they were gonna do when they get inside.

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"Wow looks like you're loosing old man!"
"Shut up Eren I invented, this game"
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"Well i don't know my usually strip tease and grind and maybe a few things I just kinda wing."

"YOU'RE GONNA WING THIS!?!?"

"That's not what I said at all."

"Sure sounds like it."

"Ok cut the crap."

She stopped just a little ways away from the door they were supposed to go in to greet their awaiting clientele.

"What's going on? Did you kill a senator who got away with rape or something?"

Hanji bursted out laughing at Mikasa's inquiry.

"No I didn't kill any senator. Sure wish I did. But I didn't. Ok?"

"Then what's up? Common boss you can tell me, who do you think you're talking to?"

Hanji looked off at the door and began to walk towards it. Mikasa stood there shaking her head and throwing her arms up.

"Really?" She said, rolling  her eyes folding her arms. Behind Hanji she stood waiting for her to take the first knock. A big step for her nervous boss. But Mikasa knew damn well she wasn't gonna knock, it was something Hanji just had to do. She smelled like vanilla, a sweet raw vanilla. Like the beans you can get.

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"So when I beat you does mean that I can be your coach, or?"
"Do you know what Eren-"
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Mother always used to get fresh vanilla bean for
homemade ice cream.

Especially early in the summer morning, she went and got them at the local market. She would walk back with a small basket of goodies from the store. Mom always went to the store early in the morning to get the freshest ingredients. To ensure the freshest ice cream. To ensure it wouldn't melt and wither away in the heat.