Chapter 6

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"So, you're saying you saw him last night?" asked Armin, stirring his Starbucks.

"Yeah, and DAMN was he hot." I replied, sipping my ice coffee because hot stuff makes me barf.

"What did he look like? I've actually never seen him myself."

"He had grey eyes, black hair, an undercut, and he always had this bored look on his face. Oh, except for when his friend, Hanji, came in. He looked kinda angry when that happened."

"Did you know that he's actually 33?"

"Yes. You told me."

"And?"

"I don't give any shits."

"Not one?"

"Nope."

"How many shits do you not give?"

"All the shits."

"You do realise for the past minute all we've talked about is shit."

"Yep."

"Guys, I am here!" Mikasa hollered across the café. I raised my hand and screamed, "MIKASA! IT'S EREN, YOUR BROTHER! WE'RE OVER HERE!"

You'd think it would be impossible to sink lower than the Titanic, but no, Armin's pulled it off.

Mikasa smiled, and walked over.

"Are you getting coffee, M?"

"Oh, no. Coffee has too much caffein, I do not like to be up all night."

She pulled a water out of her purse and set it on the table.

"Now, Eren. Tell me about boy you like."

"His name is Levi. He's French, and works in an office."

"What else does he tell you?"

"He is a complete douch to everyone."

"Sounds like nice guy."

"He is, don't worry."

"I must get going. Sasha said she meet me at food court. Bye, boys."

"Bye, M!"

"So, Armin?"

He peeked his little coconut head over the table.

"Find Atlantis while you were down there?"

"Shut your trap, Jäger."

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Just to let you know, Mikasa talks like that because she is supposed to be Japanese.

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