Springles~ I'll never leave

What just-

Sasha POV
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Connie is so stubborn. I hear him call to me in a sarcastic tone. I grunted quietly and slowly unlocked the door. I deftly swung it open and grabbed the yellow collar of the small boys shirt, yanking him into my room. "wh-WHAT IS IT CONNIE? HUH?" My tone was rapidly increasing and my message was barely choking out of my throat. "Sasha I-" I have to admit, I was really pissed off. My face was a bright red. "No Connie! Jus- just. Just STOP!" I let go of his collar, now indented with my fingerprints. "But I wanted to-" I got on my knees and started crying more than before.

Nanaba shuffled in her bed and hung her head off the corner. "Can you not?" She whispered. "Sorr-" Connie began to apologize, but I was already gone.

I picked myself off the ground and brushed the visible dust off my white pants and strutted out the door. I, I was running. No, I was booking it. I ran until my knees buckled and I fell, my chin scrapping against the ground. I heard a door swing open and a faint squeak. "Sasha! Are you alright! Ymir help me!" Krista, A tiny golden haired goddess shrieked. "No, no I'm fine." I grunt while pulling myself off the ground and sweeping my pants clean.

Knowing how persistent krista is, by the time I was back on my feet she had gathered bandages, water, bread, painkillers, a washboard (for my pants?) and ymir had her arm locked with krista's. "I insist! What if you have a concussion? And- oh you're bleeding!" She had such a carrying look bolted on her face, making me give in. time for acting. "Oh, ow, uH- I am bleeding. Hmm. Whatever will I do? Can I stay for dinner?" Krista's smile beamed widely while ymir grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me into their shared dorm.