Jean sat at the desk in his bedroom of the small apartment he and his father owned. The 18 year old was trying to write a new song for his band, Titan's Weakness. "Damn it!" He shouted, and threw the paper at the wall, and it bounced into the trashcan. 'No matter what I do, I can't write a good song! Why the hell is this so hard?!' He thought.
He sighed, and leaned back in his chair, and ran his hands through his short blonde hair. 'I guess Armin will have to write another one...' He thought. So far, Armin had written about 5 of their 8 songs. He wrote good ones, while Jean's had slowly become worse and worse. He just didn't have a muse anymore...not since his long time crush rejected him when he finally asked her out. Mikasa was just too cool for him.
He sighed, and turned on his computer. Then, he signed on to Skype to chat with his best friends. Only Eren was on. Jean groaned, but chose to video chat with him anyway. "Sup, Jäger."
"Hey, Horse." Eren smirked.
"Eren? Is that Jean?" Armin called as he walked in then waves to Jean.
"Hey, Jesus," Jean said to Armin.
"I'm not Jesus, dude..." The blonde sighed.
"You act like Jesus," Eren said to Armin, who groaned.
"So just because I don't swear like you idiots, or drink or anything, I'm Jesus?"
"Yep."
"Screw you guys."
Suddenly, their final friend and band-member got on Skype. Connie joined their video chat. "Hey, guys!"
"Hi," Sasha said as she ate potato chips. Sasha was Connie's girlfriend.
"Hi, Sasha. Hey, Connie," Jean waved.
"Hey," Eren greeted the other two.
"Sup," Armin said, smiling.
"So whatcha guys talking about?" Sasha asked.
"How Armin is Jesus. What about you two?" Jean answered while Armin protested that he isn't Jesus in the background.
"Well, the potatoes are cooking so I'm really bored," Sasha said.
"But you're eating potato chips..." Connie said.
"Oh!!! Be right back!" Sasha said as she ran off.
"Dude, your girlfriend is crazy," Eren said.
"Her nickname stays true...Potato Girl," I snickered.
"She isn't that bad, guys!" Connie defended her.
"She's actually nice, though...a bit wild," Armin shrugged.
"Jesussss!!" I shouted.
"Shut up, dude!" Armin shouted at me.
"Anyway, Jean, how's the song coming?" Eren asked me.
"S-song?"
"Yeah, the song we asked you to write. Or did you rage quit again?" Armin asked.
"Let's go with that," I sighed.
"Seriously?! That's the 7th song in a row!" Connie shouted.
"Shut up! I'm trying, okay?! But ever since Mikasa-"
"Brutally rejected you," Eren cut in. Mikasa was like his sister, so he knew all about Jean's situation.
"-kindly denied my invitation to the dance, I haven't had much insparation," Jean said, his teeth gritted. Eren loved annoying him by saying stuff like that.
"Well, then we just need to find you a new muse!" Connie joked.
"Actually, that might work. What kind of people are you into?" Armin asked.
"Uh...black hair...um...any colour eyes...thin...cute..." Jean was listing things and tapping each finger as he went.
"Do you care about gender? Cuz, I think I know someone," Eren said, completely serious.
"Ah...maybe? I guess it just depends," Jean said, a bit weirded out that his friends were serious about this.
"Okay. This guy in my math class. I forte his name, but he has black hair, he's thin, cute, and really nice," Eren said. Eren was bi, so he was fine with saying guys were cute, but Armin was territorial.
"What about me, Jerk?" Armin asked.
"Yeah, you're cuter," Eren smiled at his boyfriend.
"Yuck. You guys are gross," Jean said. "Keep the love down!" He said, being forever the pessimist.
"Shut up, Jean. You just don't understand love," Connie laughed softly.
"Ugh...I hate you all," Jean replied, and they continued their conversation away from the topic of love.