There are other things more scarring than a haunted house w/ bantersofheichou
Sitting in the makeup room at the haunted house he worked for, Eren had just gotten himself prepared, although, twenty minutes before anyone was really supposed to be showing up... and makeup for the other 'characters' took usually an hour, so he managed to get his makeup on an hour and twenty minutes before customers even decided to show up. Sighing, his fingers brushed back through his hair while waiting in his seat for the others to show up, mainly Levi... Fuck, that man may be short but he had a body of gold. He would have only known this because of his scaring character, a farmer, with their overalls hanging around their waist, with bleeding cuts across his chest, and a bloodied axe in his hands. Leaning back, his emerald eyes trained up towards the ceiling, humming to himself a nameless tune. Even if it seemed like his mind was empty, it was actually filled up with images of his coworker. bantersofheichou










