↳ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 *ೃ:.✧✲ﾟ*｡⋆
「𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 」
「𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒑𝒔𝒆 𝑨𝑼」
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❝ i don't care what i'll have to do. if i have to carry you, i'll carry you. if i have to face thos...
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❝ ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･➳ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 ; 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐇. ❞
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"Are we in... Trost?" Hange asked, looking at the torn-down, abandoned town. Some houses were more intact than others, most of them only being ruins.
"Yes." You said, looking at the map to make sure you were in the right place. The town wasn't big, and you used to know everyone who lived there. They were all either dead, or they had left to take shelter somewhere else. However, you did know there was still one group of people that hadn't left yet.
"And why are we here?" Levi questioned as he shifted his gaze towards you.
"I live here."
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"Mom! y/n took my cookies!"
"I did not." You gasped, putting a hand on your chest as you chewed on the cookies you took. Your mother groaned and stepped out of the kitchen. "y/n, give the cookies back." She said sternly, crossing her arms.
"Too late." You smirked, your mouth stuffed with cookies.
You got up from your chair, got your backpack ready, and left for school, your brother walking behind you. You were considering stopping by the local store not too far away from your school so you could buy something to eat for lunch.
You spent the whole day tagging along with your friends Jean, Marco, Connie, and Sasha. You considered Connie and Sasha to be your closest friends, having known them throughout your entire childhood.
"Bro, y/n. Are you even listening?" Jean yelled, gently punching your shoulder.
"Ey, that hurt... and yeah, I'm listening... but just to be sure, what're you guys talking about?" You asked, not having listened to any parts of their conversation. They all sighed, frustrated that they had to explain the whole thing again. Connie and Sasha were too caught up in their own world to the point where they gave up trying to explain the whole thing to them. "So, Marco got a job at this café, remember?" Jean started and you nodded. "Well, now he basically owns half of the company." He finished.
"... wait, wait, wait... so you just... own the thing?" You asked Marco, turning to face him. "Yeah," Marco said, continuing to eat his sandwich. "And also, if any of you need a job, I can fix that for you." He added.
"I will... think about it." You said, pointing finger guns at Marco. He stood up after finishing his lunch and took the half-empty coffee cup with him as he and Jean walked away together. You turned to Connie and Sasha to your right.
