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Friendship forming.(6)

The thought of her lips, her hair, her body, her eyes and what he saw in them plaques Eren every day. It had been a week since last saw her. Last heard her voice. But boy oh boy did he think about her everyday.

KNOCK KNOCK

What the fuck? I'm not expecting anyone. He stayed still and listened further waiting for more noise to come out of the other side.

KNOCK KNOCK

Well that was clearly someone who was not going away.
He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. he wasn't doing anything and they weren't interrupting anything besides his contemplating thoughts of jacking off.

"What is it? or...who is it?"

"Delivery!"

Oh you have got to be shitting me.
He pulled open the door to see Connie, his usual delivery boy in his ugly tan shorts and socks half way up his calf. Wether it be to his dismay or pure confusion. He wasn't wearing his uniform and was just here to disturb him.

"Connie. Why are you?"

"Be quiet Eren, you hear that?"

The boy who held entire lakes in his eyes closed them, pushing his pointer and thumb together on his nose. "No i do not-"

"It's the sound of us becoming best friends." He was cheesy, and quiet frankly pushy. But the big toothy smile pushing his way onto his features was hard to despise. He often came over and lingered longer than need be, talking about various things. Sometimes he'd be trying to avoid the cute delivery girl, he was totally crushing on her but would not admit it. Something that everyone saw, except those two.

"Ok, i'll bite. What's your, what's your uh, plan?" Eren asked cautiously.

He grinned once again. That was all he needed! A little bit of leniency so he could get in edgewise. Connie didn't have many friends. Sure, he knew a lot of people. Those people were people he'd deliver to, they weren't his real friends. His hand went into his pocket dug around, before breaking the light and being forced in front of Eren. His eyes had moved along with Connies erratic motions. He eyed the green bag in front of him before promptly asking.

"Do you know who i am?"

The question stunned Connie. What does that even mean? "Umm, Eren Jeager?"

"Yes exactly. Ok, now, you know who i am. Do you honestly think i can smoke that shit and get away with it?" Eren had smoked weed before. Often actually. He wouldn't label himself a pot head, just a casual user.

"I- I um, not sure i follow."

Eren breathed in deep before he took his palms and pushed in his temples. A quiet dramatic display.
"I get piss tested dude! Levi will kill me!"

You could see the realization dawn upon him. Before that cunning smile re appeared.

"Don't worry about that! Got that covered man."

Eren raised an eyebrow. How do you take the weed out of piss?

"How do you take the weed out of piss?"