Cruel Beautiful World

The View From the Afternoon

"You're absolutely sure it's all set?" Slowly waking up, Krista rubbed her sleepy eyes awake to see Sasha standing near her bed, and heard Ymir speaking to her.

"Yes it's all finished, and I won't tell anyone," the potato girl reassured the taller cadet on whatever it was they were speaking about, "oh good morning Krista." The blonde gave a bit of a wave, Ymir stood up and smiled widely.

"Good morning gorgeous," Krista could have been mistaken but it sounded as if Ymir actually had emotion in her voice, other then boredom or anger. She just received the same thing as Sasha.

The blonde rose up and stretched her arms out, today was their day off. Krista plan to spend it on thinking of ways finish her mission, the reason why she is here. No need to keep it going, though it would be nice for her to end it all heroically. So someone would remember her. No not her, Krista Lenz.

The small girl hopped down the bunk and began changing her clothes, Sasha had stepped away over to her own bed, but Ymir stayed watching her.

"Do you mind?" The blonde spam at her partner, she felt bad when she saw Ymir's brows clench and look down at her book.

As she dressed the tan cadet spoke, "I'm sorry about what I said yesterday. You were just being nice, but you know me..." she trailed off with a little bit of a chuckle. Krista didn't give. "I'd like to go somewhere with you later," her amber eyes peeled off the words on the pages and viewed her partner's reaction.

"Not sure, I was just going to stay around here most of the day," Krista had no feeling in her voice.

"I think you'll like it a lot, beautiful," Ymir threw on her best sly, flirty, grin and winked at her. Okay, maybe she was getting to her. The butterflies in her stomach began to shift again, fluttering about. About she was still weary.

"We will see," Ymir took the rosy shade of red on her cheeks as a win.

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Maybe Krista really shouldn't be worrying about Ymir, she was just going to end up dead. What was the point of making a friendship?

Just live her life, live Krista's life.

She sat down by herself with her breakfast, picking at it. The blonde wasn't that hungry, despite what she told herself she really wanted to be with Ymir. But it was hard to tell if she was just playing games, and not the fun teasing ones. The ones that meant to hurt her feelings in the end. But could Ymir really do that to her?

The freckled cadet always spoke about how mean she is, but the blonde received niceness from her. Come to think of it, she was the only one that she is nice to.

Maybe she really did like her.

Or maybe this was her game, and she just wanted to break her heart.

Or maybe Krista is thinking about this all too much.

A tray fell down in front of her, bring the blonde out of her trance. Finally looking up, she saw the scrawny blonde haired boy looked down at her, grinning ear to ear.

"Hello," Thomas sat down opposite of her, "I wanted to ask you something, i hope it's not weird to ask-,"

"Yes."

"Uh, you don't know what I was going to say," boy rubbed the back oh his neck awkwardly.

"You were going to ask me on a date right?" Krista was very short today. Not really acting much like the good little girl. Everyone got the rudest of Historia today.

"Ha, yeah you're right," Thomas blushed whole Krista kept a deadpan expression. "I've seen you been down lately and maybe I can bring your spirts up."