Armin was stunned but didn’t flinch, watching as important and classified documents littered the floor. What is with her He thought to himself.
His ocean blue eyes then met yours, studying the mystery before him.
Was there a reason for that, Ms. Alexandra? Now is not the time to mess around. His voice was calm but stern, what’s with this tension?
- Armin Arlert
Alexandra's head turned around and she strode up to her higher up and pulled him down by his shiny bolo tie to pull him forward. With a quick swish, she had him pressed against the table that held all of their livelihoods. Their strategies, their intel and their plans.
" Is there ever a correct time to mess around, sir?"
There was not even an inch of space between them as she had her hand on the table behind him. He was taller than her but she had more combat training from her years of following under Mikasa's training.
Her dark eyes lingered on his pinkish lips before looking up into the azure of his gaze.