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"Whatâs got you all tickled to death, Armin?â
"This-- this book!"
"It's just.. really funny, is all."Â
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Is currently laughing so hard that he has to cover his face with the book--
"Ha-- haha.. hahahaha!"
Mid-morning training was finished for the day, sweat ridden and foul smelled jacket thrown over his shoulders. Eyebrow raised, he greeted--
"Oh. I didn't see you. Sorry about the.. uh, smell." Sheepish laugh was given in retaliation. "Can I help you?"Â
Armin Arlert ăąă«ăăłă»ăąă«ăŹă«
AGGRESSIVELYÂ SLAPS THE BASS
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I LEFT MY TUMBLR OPEN AND MY FUCKIN RAD ASS SISTER DECIDED TO CREATE A TEXT POST FOR ME
TESTICLES
".............ugh."Â
 âăâăThey call for help, have a squadmember carry him inside, lay him down upon the couch. The bandages are removed, supply called for. Damp cloth is brought to his wounds, cleaned.
   âDonât strain yourself. Do you know who you are? Do you know who I am?â
a name. was that who he was trying to remember? was he this.. eric person? he also remembered the scent of pine. maybe if he focused hard enough..
for someone with their left arm broken, he was surprisingly calm about it. Â finger brought up to chin, he pondered the question. "..armin. i'm armin.. and you're a squad leader.. i think."
"Armin!"
blond crown turned to the source of the voice, cerulean eyes brightening upon recognition.
âgood morning, sasha.â he said simply, flashing a weak smile towards her. he was still recovering from his injury.Â
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 âăâăâYes, yes, youâre a scout, Iâm a Scout. Do you remember, Armin do you remember?â forward. Itâs safe from here on.
   They slow. Things will be alright. The cabins will come into sights shortly. Theyâll be okay.
they were both scouts. at least he got that much right.. he truly didn't remember anything! he had the taste of copper in his mouth, so that was a bad sign.
there was a name.. what was it? eric..? er.. it started with an e, he knew that much. "i.. don't remember anything.. why does my left arm hurt so much..?"Â ah, yes, because it was twisted the wrong way around.
Jean Kirstein, master flirt.
Dialogue blatantly ripped from Always Sunny in Philadelphia
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WHAT IF ARMIN DID THE UNDERCUT TOO THO