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Author's note: All I can say is sorry...-Ian

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I accompany Eren back to the room after working out with the boys. Mikasa and Annie stood outside of their room ahead of us. I groan. Eren nudges me.

"Stop," He tells me to stop being mean. I roll my eyes, facing away from him. We stop as we walked in opposite directions. Annie looks at us, displeased. Mikasa keeps a neutral face, I'm assuming for the sake of Eren.

"You just came back from working out?" Mikasa asks Eren. He nods.

"Yeah, I'm about to shower and probably hang out with Jean and the rest," Eren replies. She nods. He signals with his head.

"What are you guys up to?" He asks.

"We're about to get some drinks. Wanna come?" Mikasa asks. Eren shakes his head with a disinterested expression. He turns to me.

"You wanna go with them? Can Y/n go with you guys?" Eren asks. The three of us looked at him, caught off guard.

"I mean...If she wants. Do you want to come?" Mikasa nervously asks me. I look back at the three of them, puzzled. I look at Eren once more and he tilts his head, trying to convince me to try to make amends. I take a deep breath.

"...Sure," I reply, unsure. Mikasa keeps a neutral face but I can tell she's disappointed with my response.

"Okay then. Have fun. Be nice to each other, I'm serious," Eren warns us.

"Relax," Mikasa replies.

"No, I'm serious Mika. If I hear anything from either side, I'm not gonna be happy. So keep it cute," He warns before walking down the hall, into our room, leaving me with Annie and Mikasa...Alone. We awkwardly stand for a minute before Mikasa and Annie walk to the bar. I follow behind them. Mikasa looks back at me and stops. Instinctively, I stop too.

"...Walk with us. Not behind us. We're not babysitting you. You're hanging out," Mikasa tells me in a pained tone. Almost as if she hated being nice to me. I skeptically step in between them and we continue to walk.

The walk to the bar was mostly silent. Annie complimented my perfume. I told her I liked her shoes. Mikasa commented on the nice weather a few times before we reached the bar. We sat at the bar stools and waited for the bartender to assist us. I checked the time a couple of times because I had no idea what to do with my hands. I cleared my throat before speaking.

"So Mikasa...What's your major?" I ask her casually. She looks at me, surprised I spoke the first word.

"Uh...Astrophysics. I like space a lot so I've been studying for that...What about you?" She asks me, cringing at our conversation. I lick my lips before speaking.

 "I'm undecided right now but I think I'll switch to business. You know, for obvious reasons..." I awkwardly reply. Mikasa shoots a look at Annie.

"I'm majoring in criminal justice. I wanna be a counselor for juvenile delinquents," Annie chimes in, deadpan. My head turns to her.

"That's interesting. What made you decide your major?" I ask her curiously. For some reason, speaking to Annie had less pressure. Annie's mellow, relaxed eyes looked at me as she shrugged her shoulders.

"When I was a kid, I thought I was a monster. I wasn't loved. Went to juvie a couple of times. So maybe kids like me need kids like me," She briefs me. I nod, understanding.

"That counts for something then. I'm sure you'll do well," I tell her. The tenseness on her forehead disappeared suddenly. She gave me a small smirk before turning forward. I turn back to Mikasa and I make eye contact and quickly looked away before a bartender came.

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