look at those musty ass fucking dogs. ok sorry

"Hmmm, let's see. A burger. With fries. No, wait. Tater tots. Wait. Can you do both? " Annie closes the menu and the waiter nods and walks away.

Annie had already ordered onion rings to come as an appetizer, and by the look on her hunger driven face she wasn't done now. Armin smiled nervously at the amount he'd be paying for.

The four of you sat at a booth, drinking your first beer of the night. Armin and Annie chatted about real estate and something about inflation while you steadily sipped your beer. Eren was slumped against the seat beside you. He had spoken very few words since he arrived, and the words he did say were annoying you.

His eyes lazily watched you drink your beer. "Slow down, you don't need to inhale it."

"Eren," you say, trying to keep calm and not stab his eye out, "why did you come if you we're gonna act like this?"

His expression changes to a look of amusement. "Like what?"

"God, go find some girl to hit on. Your pissing me off."

He rolled his eyes and got up. "Fine. I'm going to the bar."

You watch him stroll up to the counter and motion for the bartender.

You sit with the two blondes as you down more drinks, watching Annie devour food happily. Despite the amount of food she was putting in her body, she never seemed to get full. She was taking advantage of the fact that Armin was paying, and the boy almost broke out into a sweat.

The food didn't seem to keep her sober, though, as her face started to turn red and she laughed at everything Armin said. You were tipsy, but you hadn't drank enough to be on Annie's level.

A new song came on that Annie seemed to recognize, as she got out of her seat and motioned for you both to follow her.

"Come onnn, let's go dance."

Before receiving a response, she swayed out into the crowd swarming the live band. You looked at Armin and shrugged as he nervously followed her. "You comin?"

"Fuck it, let's go." You down the rest of your drink and follow behind the other two.

You spent the next half hour dancing with Armin and Annie, switching off between the two. Annie was the drunkest, of course, so she was wobbly and often wrapped her arms around you or Armin's shoulders for support, and you saw a tint of blush appear on the blonde boys face every time she did so. You smiled to yourself. I'm glad they're having fun.

A figure bumps into your shoulder and you jump a bit, focused on swaying your hips.

"Shit, I'm sorry!" You look up to see a tall blonde boy looking shamefully back at you, but his eyes trail from your face to your body, and back up again.

"Oh, it's okay." You say back, giving him a small smile.

"U-um, can I buy you a drink?" He asks, clearly a bit nervous. His composure seemed shy, and it suprised you he had the courage to ask in the first place. "Sure. I'm Y/n."

"I'm Colt."

You follow Colt up to the bar counter and he motions for the bartender. "What can I get you?"

"I'll take a beer, and for you?"

"A martini, please."

The waiter rushes away to make your drink. Colt raises an eyebrow at you. "Very classy."

"Well you're paying so."

He chuckles. "What brings you here tonight?"

The waiter comes back with your drinks, and you nod him a thanks. "Just here with friends. They're out there." You motion for the dance floor. "You?"

"Same here. Except they're through there playing pool."

You two chat for a bit longer, discussing what his college is like and your majors, as well as friends and parties. Overall, he seems like a decent guy. Plus, he never once made a pervy joke or even obviously hit on you, which was nice.

"So pool huh." You finish your drink and set the glass down.

"You up for a game?" He asks, getting up from his barstool and holding out an arm to you.

"Oh, I don't know how."

"C'mon, i'll teach you."

Alcohol kicking in and boosting your confidence, you shrug and stand up, linking arms with him as he guides you through the crowded club.

The pool tables are set up through a small corridor, in a dim lit back room. There were crowds of men gathered round each table, as well as a few women.

Colt directs you to the far right table, introducing you to his friends.

"Guys, this is Y/n. Y/n, these are my friends." You wave shyly to the new group of people before you. Glancing over them, you notice there are three men and a women. Two of the men appear to be twins, except ones hair was lighter than the other. The other man had blonde hair with matching a matching blonde beard.

The woman had her black hair, wearing a maroon colored dress that hugged her figure. She had soft features and a broad nose.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in. Pleasure to meet you, I'm Zeke." The blonde man says, reaching a hand out for you to shake. You note he seems a bit older than the rest of them, his glasses sitting at the bridge of his nose.

"Hi zeke."

"I'm Marcel, and this is my brother Porco and his girlfriend." The dark haired sibling explains, giving you a small wave. The other sibling only nods his head.

"I can introduce myself. I'm Pieck. May I just say you look amazing in that dress." The woman shakes your hand, her kind eyes squinting into a smile.

You learn the ropes of pool from Colt, with the help of Zeke as well, and play a few games. These people seem so welcoming. After finally winning one, you do some shots with the group that Marcel ordered.

"Come on, let's go dance!" Pieck drags you with one arm and her boyfriend with the other (to his objection) out of the room.

"Come on!!" You drunkly shout back to the others, and Colt smiles and runs after you.

"Were gonna stay back." Zeke shouts out, motioning to Marcel and himself. You nod and emerge onto the dance floor.

The group dances together for a bit, and you spot Armin and Annie through the crowd. Laughter rips through you as you watch Annie's hips sway against Armin, a bright red complexion covering his face. Nevertheless, his hands stayed on her waist as she moved. Poor Armin. Maybe I should go he-

Your thoughts are cut off as you bump into someone behind you. "Oohh shit, I'm so-"

You turn to Eren standing there, looking down at you. "Klutz." he mutters.

"Hey!" You glare at him, and he pulls you closer by the waist. "How much did you drink."

"What are you, my dad? I can handle myself just fine." You start to dance again, ignoring the grasp he has on you. He stays sedentary, watching you sway to the music.

You remember how many times he's screwed you over, left you hanging, and teased you as you dance. You felt extra bold from the shots you took earlier with Colt and his friends. Wouldn't it be fun just to tease him a bit? Let him see what it's like.

You place your hands on his chest as you lock eyes with him, running them down to his stomach. You can feel his ab outline through his thin shirt. Stopping at his belt buckle, you run your hands over it, and then back up, wrapping your arms around his neck. You press your body against his, still swaying to the music. From his point of view, he has a clear view of your breasts, and you notice his gaze shift down to them, and then back to your face, his expression never changing.

You turn so your back is to him, but your body doesn't break contact from him. His hands remain slightly placed on your waist. You move your hips, your ass brushing against his pants. As you do so, his grip tightens slightly, pulling you closer by the hips. You continue to grind against him until you feel a bulge form.

You smirk to yourself, and after a few minutes, you turn back around to face him. On your toes, you lean up to his ear and whisper, "That's all you get, Jaegar," and pull away to go back into the crowd of people. As you turn to leave, you can see the slightest tinge of annoyance in his eyes, which fuels your fire even more.

After you return to Colt as his friends, Annie and Armin join you shortly, and you introduce them. Annie and Pieck seem to be good friends, making drunk conversation, and Armin is chatting with Colt.

You feel at peace, the alcohol surging through you making you fuzzy inside. No family stress, no studying, and on top of that, you got a jab back at Eren and made some new friends. You let go of all thoughts for a while and let the music and alcohol control you as you dance.

"Y/n.."

The song is upbeat, but not too chaotic. The words flow together nicely, and the melody is soothing.

"Y/n..."

You wished you could stay like this forever.

"Y/n."

You open your eyes after realizing someone was calling you. Annie grips your arm, a concerned look on her face. You then notice the music had been turned down, and the crowd had turned from cheers and laughter to yelling.

"W-what?"

Annie grabs your arm and drags you through a crowd of people, all of them facing an open area near the bar. What are they so entranced by?

After pushing past a tall man, you spot a blonde man sprawled on the floor, broken glasses beside him. Zeke.

Why was Zeke bleeding from the mouth? He looked up at you, wiping the blood from his lip and then looking away.

The moment you glance over to see Armin's arms locked around Eren from behind, holding him back, all the alcohol leaves your body.