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an: double update purr

〖✰ 〗"Guys I'm so exited for prom tomorrow I literally can't wait!" Donatella squealed clasping her phone closer to her chest before approaching Y/N that was sitting on her California king sized bed scrolling through TikTok.

"Me too! I just know there's gonna be good food," Sasha held her cheeks while shaking her head continuously her lose ponytail becoming even more loose.

"Y/N how about you?" Mikasa asked the girl. Y/N sighed putting her phone down facing downwards. She twisted the strings of her Nike shorts in navy blue before responding.

"I don't think I'm gonna go," she uttered sinking her head onto the pillow and picking up her phone again hearing a small gasp escape from Sasha.

"Whyy?" Donatella dragged out sitting down next to Y/N as her bed sink a little waiting for Y/N to respond.

"Because. I. Don't. Have. A. Date...simple as," she shrugged replying nonchalantly while feeling the stares coming from all the girls sitting on the bed.

"WHAT EREN HASN'T ASKED YOU TO BE HIS PROM DATE YET?!" Sasha blurted out her eyes widening in shock as Ymir who was sitting down on the chair laughed but quickly covered it with a cough. Y/N glared at her before rolling her eyes.

"My bad," Sasha covered her mouth before returning back to eating her family size pack of Doritos Cool Original flavour swiping the crumbs that fell on Donatella's bedsheets.

"No, Eren hasn't asked me out," Y/N spoke sarcastically rolling her eyes as Ymir laughed again before speaking up.

"Just ask him out, simple," Ymir said her tall figure standing up to sit on the bed with the rest of the girls.

"Women need to start being dominant or whatever," She murmured trailing her fingertips along her freckles while her other hand tugged on the mini cloudy grey crop top she wore.

"Our school doesn't allow us to bring people from other schools remember?" Donatella reminded while putting her phone on charge.

"And not everyone's a confident vixen like you Ymir," Mikasa added as Ymir smirked stroking the bangs away from her face.

"Then Y/N comes to our school DUH," Sasha said tapping her index and middle finger against her temple.

"Sash our school doesn't allow us to bring people from outside too," Mikasa looked at her as Sasha gave her a shocked expression.

"Shit really? That sucks man," she huffed slouching her back slightly.

"So next week I'm just gonna be chilling in my bedroom watching Snowfall," Y/N shrugged picking up her phone again as the TikTok she was watching played loudly in the room.

"But Y/N you just wasted a fuck ton of money on a prom dress and other shit. That's too much money for you just stay at home," Sasha pouted leaning onto Y/N's legs looking at her with her puppy dog eyes.

"I kept the receipt so it's all good Sash," Y/N smiled slightly pinching on Sasha's cheek as she moved away from Y/N while sulking.

"Okay look, you don't necessarily have to have a date to go prom you can just chill with friends, look good and take pictures," Donatella uttered as Y/N let out a loud scoff shaking her head.

"Friends," Y/N repeated laughing as her shoulders trembled before she stopped biting on her lower.

"No offence but I'm not chilling with your bunch. Just for them to all look at me weirdly and speak behind their backs, no way Jose," Y/N uttered turning on her side so that she could have a comfortable position.

"Understandable..." Donatella uttered.

"But still comee I'll be your date," Donatella pleaded as Y/N continuously shook her head while smiling.

"I already said no, you can't peer pressure me to come," Y/N uttered. "Plus I hate that dry ass school after they tried to kick me out," Y/N played with the ends of her of her cropped T-shirt

"I can't believe you deceived us just to end up saying you're not going just because you don't have a date," Mikasa murmured as Y/N chewed on her inner cheek fluttering her eyes.

"I'm sorry, never knew me not coming affected you guys so much," Y/N uttered exaggeratingly as Mikasa hit her feet softly.

"Guys it's fine, I just know her indecisive ass is gonna turn up tomorrow looking sweet," Donatella hummed as Y/N laughed holding onto her stomach.

"You guys think im joking, I'm not attending that prom," she shrugged.

Armin walked up the stairs leading to Eren's room as he entered the half open door eyeing the brunette who was busy playing a game on his pc. He was wearing his gaming headphones so he probably didn't notice the blonde entering his room.

"Hey Eren where's your prom outfit? I wanna see what you're wearing," Armin asked holding a bottle of vanilla flavoured milk as the brunette stayed focused on his game.

"Helloooo earth to Eren?" Armin snapped his fingers waving his bottle in front of Eren who tapped on his controller violently.

"Armin chill, you're gonna make me die," Eren pushed the bottle away as Armin's sighed rolling his eyes as he made his way to his bed laying down and staring up at the ceiling.

He picked up Eren's phone that buzzed from under his thigh flipping it over eyeing the black and white photo of him and Y/N. A smile creeped up his face as he took it out from under his clear phone case approaching the male that was sat on his gaming chair.

"Is it official with you guys now?" He grinned waving the photo in front of Eren to distract him as he dropped his controller grabbing the photo from Armin.

"Armin what's your problem!" The brunette raised his voice slightly as Armin held his hands up in defence.

He sat up from his gaming chair walking up to his bed picking up his phone case and phone placing the picture where it was before.

"And stop lurking through my stuff too..." he uttered putting his clear phone case back on as Armin sat next to him twisting the cap on his vanilla milkshake.

"Now that I got your attention, show me your prom outfit. We better not be wearing the same colour otherwise we're fighting," Armin warned as Eren sighed unlocking his phone with his Face ID.

"I don't have anything to wear and I'm not going to that stupid shit," Eren murmured checking through his social media as a grunt escaped from Armin's lips.

"Who doesn't go to a school prom?" Armin ridiculed.

"Me...the hell," he whispered the last part as Armin rolled his eyes.

"At least tell me why," the blonde sat comfortably on his bed as Eren's eyes lingered on the photo of Y/N and him.

"Prom just gives off middle school disco vibes, it's overrated, and I have better things to do and bigger fish to fry than to dress nice and dance to one direction," Eren explained as Armin chuckled slapping his forehead.

"If you don't have a prom date just say that," Armin spoke watching Eren's ears redden up.

"And I don't have an outfit,"

"Just slap on suit and get a haircut you don't realise how easy us guys have it when it comes to shit like that," Armin explained.

"I'm not going, you can't change my mind," he shrugged laying down on his back.

"But if Y/N was to come then we all know you would be the first person to turn up, am I right or am I wrong?" Armin folded his arms sassily as Eren glared at him.

"You're wrong because either way she wouldn't be able to come," Eren huffed walking away from Armin and approaching his window.

"Pleaseeee just come," Armin held his hands together with the most pleading look her could ever give.

"We can go buy a nice suit right now there's still plenty of time," Armin walked up to him.

"No," he uttered.

"Eren pleaseeee," Armin dragged out shaking his shoulder as Eren pretended to ignore him by turning to face the other direction.

"PLEASE EREN PLEASEEE," Armin dramatically fell to floor holding onto Eren's hand while looking up at him with his huge round eyes.

"PLEASEE EREN I'M BEGGING YOUU I WILL LITERALLY PAY YOU TO COMEE," Armin let out some dramatic fake sobs placing the back of his hand onto his forehead while Eren watched him trying his best not to burst out laughing.

"Okay fine, I'll think about it," Eren pulled his hand away from the blonde walking up to his gaming chair to sit down.

"Okay," Armin said normally standing up and wiping away his fake tears.

"Better run me my fucking money," Eren murmured adjusting his gaming headphones before putting them on.

"Here," Armin handed him €50 along with every spare change he could possible have in his wallet.

"Feeding the homeless as we speak."