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OOC: Very sorry for those who are waiting for replies! Since the end of the quarter approaches, I'm bogged down with more schoolwork than ever... I expect I'll have everything done by either tomorrow or Monday, so expect the replies soon!

Again, very sorry!

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Shenanigans | Armin/Levi/Eren

Midterms were finally done and Armin finally had time for himself which seemed rare these days. He had asked Bertholdt earlier if he wanted to do something but he was busy with work and his own assignments. Armin didn't want to hinder him by making him fail or lose his job.

He wanted to hang out with Eren as well seeing as they haven't talked much since their confrontation but still said hi and teted each other at times. He was probably busy with Jean so Armin didn't want to bother him either.

Armin looked through his phone until he stopped at a number. Levi. The blond had always wondered how the noirette was. He hadn't really heard from him since Christmas really and he hadn't really hung out with him or played poker really. The blond sat up and hit call. He grinned when he heard the familiar annoyed what.

"Hey, long time no talk. What are you doing today?"

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Park Lights

Bertholdt laid on his bed in his dorm, his eyes closed. He was still fully dressed, and his shoes were still on his feet. His legs hung limply off one side of the bed, and his hands were gripped around a pile of papers and a binder, his fingers scrabbling for purchase on the smooth plastic surface.

He woke suddenly as if from a nightmare, and he sat up breathing hard. I need some fresh air, he thought, and with that established, he pulled his long dark coat on along with a scarf he had gotten for Christmas. He pulled his door open and walked out into the wintry air, a gust of cold wind drawing heat to his face.

Bertholdt found himself absentmindedly turning the corner to make his way to the park. It was still bedecked with Christmas lights, and they shone beautifully in the cold dark night. He walked quickly along the sidewalk lined with gray slush.

He wasn't sure where he was going, but he knew he had to take a quick walk to shake off his nerves. Suddenly, he found himself in the little area where he had had that picnic with Armin. It was snow covered now, and he looked a little to the right of the hill on which he had sat with Armin, and he saw a man sitting quite still on a bench. He couldn't be sure who it was, but he took a hazardous guess, and he called out the man's name:

"Eren?"

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ooc--

so my laptop is being scanned for virus right now, which takes about six hours, so replies will be done much, much later tonight. So thank you so much for your patience, and please be just a bit more patient. I hope to have caught up in all my threads in both blogs by tonight before I go to bed, so I can start more

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