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𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 𝟏𝐬𝐭    𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧....

         ❧ 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑬𝑵𝑯𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑫 the smell of fresh air as you walked out the automatic doors. You kept your hand above your eyes so the sunlight would blind your eyes as you looked around the parking lot to find Hakeem's car.

Since Hakeem brought extra clothes for you to change into a few days ago before your leave, you didn't have to worry about wearing your dress or even your heels out.

You wore a white long sleeve shirt that had the Vans brand printed on it, as well with black sweatpants to go with it. You wore your white slip on vans that matched with your shirt.

You smiled after finally seeing a familiar jet black, jeep wrangler pulling up beside you. Hakeem honked his horn and stuck his head out the window.

"Get in loser, we're going shopping," Hakeem stuck his tongue out and giggled but quickly rested his face, "No like deadass we're going shopping."

You smiled at Hakeem as you held your bag that had your laptop, sketchbook, and your clothes that you wore to Chanel's party and walked to the passenger side of Hakeem's car.

"Whew," you placed your bag in the backseat before putting on your seatbelt. You pulled down the sun visor and looked at yourself in the mirror, "You got a comb?"

"Yuh," Hakeem pulled open the arm rest and took out a comb, handing it to you.

"Thanks," you pulled off your bonnet and started to comb your red colored lace, patting it down with your hand right after, "Ight let's go," you dropped the comb into the cup holder and pulled out your phone as Hakeem began driving.

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*omg i haven't done this instagram thing in so long*

       ❧ " 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑬 𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑶𝑼𝑻!" you heard Chanel squeal into her mic as she celebrated your leave from the hospital, "Girl you look so good!!"

"Thanks fren," you propped your phone up on your vanity desk and pulled off your lashes before wiping off your makeup.

"Where did you even go today?"

"Uhh," you wiped your eyeliner off, being to focused on rubbing your eye. You snapped back into your thoughts to respond to Chanel, "After going to the mall today, Hakeem decided to take me to Times Squaaare."

"Aw that's so nice of him...at least you had a good time right?"

"Of course," you balled up your makeup wipes and tossed it into your trash can before pulling out another wipe, "Chanel have you been working on the design? You got any ideas?"

"Yuuuuh," you heard muffled noises come from your phone as Chanel rolled over her bed to pick up her glitter decorated sketchbook, "I was thinking we make the dress out of a jersey."

"Not Hakeem having the same idea as you," you chuckled as you wiped off your lip gloss.

"That must be a sign...for us to do it," Chanel nodded her headed repeatedly as she kept her lips tucked in. You shrugged and decided to go with Chanel's idea for the dress.

"I gotta go shower Chanel, i'll talk to you later," you picked up your phone and moved your phone closer to your face so your eyes could be the only thing seen on the camera frame.

"Goodnight"

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𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

               𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩

         ❧ "𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵," Armin held the sheets of paper that Dominique gave him a few weeks ago, "What even is that?"

Eren sat on the ground with his arms resting on his knees as he held the white board up in front of him, "It's the house you were describing."

"That is not a house," Armin squinted his eyes a bit as he leaned closer to see the white board better "That's a cage..." Armin said with a straight face.

"Maybe I'll lock you in it," Eren mumbled as he erased his drawer, taking off the top from the dry erase marker as he held it between his fingers, "Why is Dom still making me do this homework...I already did it weeks ago."

"Don't question her Eren," Armin looked back at the list of activities. Just thinking about Dominique made Armin feel so many things, "She knows what she's doing."

Eren hovered his marker over his white board as he noticed Armin getting flustered again, "Dude just ask her to hang out...teach her how to sew," Eren smirked and wiggled his eyebrows after his last sentence.

"Isn't it too early to ask her out on a date?"

"It doesn't have to be a date, like i said, just ask to hang out," Eren shrugged as he started writing his name in different hand writings on the white board.

Armin scratched behind his ear as he looked up at Eren, "Uh got any ideas? Where should I take her?"

"Is that Armin asking me for advice?" Eren kept his mouth open with an amazed facial expression as he placed his hands on his chest.

"Just answer the question," Armin sighed as he rested his eyes closed, already tired of Eren. Eren picked up his phone that was placed on the coffee table in front of him, so he can search up places for Armin.

"Oops," Eren murmured, forgetting that the Instagram app was still opened. Before Eren swiped the bottom of the screen to go navigate to his home screen, your post popped up after he accidentally refreshed his feed.

Eren was mesmerized about how pretty you looked. Your neck brace was gone, your bandages were gone as well. It looked like to him that you healed and left the hospital.

Scrolling a bit down, he tilted his head to the side as he read your caption, "Still reminiscing on what you lost?" he whispered to himself as he read out your caption.

"Huh?" Armin looked at the brunette with a puzzled look on his face. Eren rose his head up and showed Armin his phone screen.

"This has to be about me Armin," Eren kept his phone in front of Armin's face as Armin read off your caption.

"Why are you on her page Eren? You stalking her?" Armin moved Eren's phone away from his phone, signaling that he's done reading your caption.

"No, her post just came on my feed," Eren stared at your face even longer, admiring how gorgeous you've gotten. A comment caught Eren's attention as he clicked open your comment section.

"See it is about me," Eren twirled a strand of his hair as he read off the comment. Eren quickly felt weirded out after reading the commenter's username.

( eren: chrollo's leftover cum slut?? Everybody look to their left 🌝 Everybody look to their right 🌚)

"Eren let's just finish your homework, we can talk about me later," Armin waved the paper around as he started to think of a new thing for Eren to draw.

"Y-yeah," Eren nodded, still looking at your post before slowly exiting out the Instagram app and turning off his phone.

authors note: 

pls this chapter is shorter than usual but i just wanted to get this part out of the way so i can finally start writing abt the important things 😌