Eren stood patiently outside the museum's doors. Camera in his hand and waiting patiently. He had his hair tied off into a low ponytail to keep the wind from blowing it into his face.
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(Let's pretend those shoes are a little worn out.)
Luckily for him, Armin was able to cover his shift this afternoon, so as soon as class was over, he ran straight home and caught the bus over here. But it had already been 30 minutes since he arrived. Every couple of minutes he would check the time, then turned his head from left, right, and straight ahead, trying to see which direction you might've been coming from.
"Where is she...?" he muttered. "Maybe I should go down so it'll be easier for her to see me." He mulled it over for a moment, and when he decided he was going to do it, he spotted a person who seemed to be you, coming up from the left side.
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(Minus the jacket.)
"Yo!" You wheezed, extremely out of breath. You hung your head as your arm swung back and forth. You were trying to keep yourself from collapsing. Every step you took was weighed down due to the sun doing the most and your complete lack of being in shape.
"Hey," he raised a hand from off his camera. "Everything okay? You look a bit out of breath." Halfway up the stairs, you raised your head to look at him. "Did you run here?"
