Jean felt his body tense at the sudden lack of light, his eyes unadjusted. Crawling under the moth bitten sheets that lined his bead, Jean felt doubtful that tomorrow would be a better day. While Connie and Armin had tried their best to make him feel better, the memories of Marco still clouded his head like a foggy day. No umbrella can save me from me this rain...

The solider closed his eyes, blissful of the singing sound of mosquitoes as they danced around his head. The wind found every tiny gap in the walls, howling like a wolf as it blew coldly into the room. The broken door joined the ensemble, creaking slightly every now and then, as if it were angry it's hinge had been broken. Jean struggled to sleep.

"God dammit!" Jean growled as he sat bolt up, sending a stray mosquito buzzing frantically away, "I can't sleep with all this stupid noise!" 

"Shut up horse face!" Came Eren's voice from a few doors down. Jean felt his blood boil, "Make me Jeager!"
...
No response came after that. Jean glanced over at Marco's bodiless bed, remembering the time the two shared together. Marco would often, as childish as it made Jean feel, tell him a story when he couldn't sleep. Sometimes Marco would confess to Jean about the little stupid things he did when he was only five, other times, he would talk about his dreams for the future, turning them into a grand novel. Jean always fell asleep to Marco's voice, it calmed him after a day soaked in the sweat of endless training. Now the only stories he heard were of cockroaches tap dancing under his bed.

I really hate my life, this sucks. Jean yawned and buried himself under the thin sheets as best he could. Tomorrow, he would have to choose, the Scouts or the Military Police. Jean knew what he wanted since day one, an easy safe life away from Titans, a life of sloth were not much had to be done. Jean had the opportunity, with his high grades the Military Police would be more than happy to accept him. Marco.... you'd join the Scouts wouldn't you? You'd risk your damn life every day fighting those stupid fat asses away from Wall Maria. You'd do it wouldn't you? So...

what do I do?