sunday afternoon
october 26

𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐦'𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

๖̶̶̶ۣۣۜۜ͜ζ๖ۣۜ༺𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧𝟒𝟕
im ab to just skip school tomorrow
not feeling it

𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤
just go you'll be fineee
how else are we supposed to meet at college

๖̶̶̶ۣۣۜۜ͜ζ๖ۣۜ༺𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧𝟒𝟕
....
ur so lucky im looking forward to that

𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤
yeah i know
but anyways i have to go my friends want me to skate with them

๖̶̶̶ۣۣۜۜ͜ζ๖ۣۜ༺𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧𝟒𝟕
oh okayy
tell them i said hi

𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤
alright
see u vix <3

๖̶̶̶ۣۣۜۜ͜ζ๖ۣۜ༺𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐧𝟒𝟕
ttyl ocean <3

"Yo Ocean ! Come skate with us," the blonde boy's, bald friend called to him.

"Or are you talking to that little discord girlfriend of yours ?" Eren teased.

Their friend, Sasha punched him in the arm. "Stop. I think it's cute."

Eren rubs his arm up and down. "Yeah sure. It's always cute until he finds out, she's a middle age white dude."

Armin grabbed his board, that had an ocean blue deck with little sharpie cartoons drawn on it, courtesy of Connie. He did an athletic jog over to the three. "One she's not my girlfriend, she already has a boyfriend. TwoVixen is not an old white guy. She's the real deal. "

"Yeah ? And how do you know that ?"

"I've heard her voice and um. I trust her. I've known her for almost a year now," he responded putting the board down and starting to skate behind his friends, in the semi-busy Chicago streets.

"I'm all for it, man. S' better than trying to get a girlfriend through a Ouija board," Connie skated up to him, putting his hand on Armin's shoulder.

"I still have no clue why you thought that was going to work," Sasha rolled her eyes, skating ahead of the two.

"I mean I definitely talked to a ghost but I don't think she likes me back," Connie responded, retreating his hands back into his pockets.

"Anyways. You guys in the mood for The Pit ?" Armin asked putting his hands behind his head as he continued to ride his board.

"I am if you are," Eren responds.

Right now, you, your friends, and your annoying boyfriend, were hanging out at the usual spot for kids your age to be, The Pit. The Pit was basically a little cafe that everyone would come if they had nothing to do. There would be different events that would take place there too, such as poetry slams, little parties, and even a concert from time to time.

"Imma go get us something to drink. Strawberry banana smoothie right, babe ?" Zeke called to you as him and Jean began to get out of their seats, showcasing their varsity jackets.

You reply with a tired, "mhm" before he gave you a kiss on the cheek and walked away. You and Zeke had yet another argument earlier since he thought you were getting out of Sunday practice at five instead of five thirty, even though you told him five thirty. Moral of the story, he was waiting outside the gym for you, thirty more minutes than he would've liked.

"Uh oh. Seems like there's once again trouble in paradise," Tay teased from across the small round table you guys were huddled around.

Rubbing your temples, you let out a sigh. "You already know."

"It's fine girl. You can relieve all this stress Friday," Mango squeals, pulling out the flyer for a party at The Pit.

You looked at the flyer. According to it, it was a halloween party and if your friends were set on going, it only meant Zeke would somehow pop up, as usual. He did it every time the three of you tried to have a night to yourselves. The three of you being cheer captains of both the junior varsity and varsity teams, only opened you up to more stress. The fact that you guys had to always have the little bit of downtime you were given, interrupted, was enough to make you not want to go. But obviously, you were still going to.

Speaking of your boyfriend, your conversation was then interrupted by your boyfriend, sounding as if he was going to pummel someone into the ground.

"Dumbass ! You spilled this shit all over my jacket." You watched as he got in the face of a blonde boy, about the same height as him but way less.. Zeke-ish.

"I said I was sorry man. What else do you want me to do ?" He threw his hands up in defense but his voice stayed calm and unbothered.

"Either you somehow have something that will magically get this shit out, Imma beat your ass," he says back gripping the boy's shirt.

"Relax dude. Let me pay for another one," a guy with a buzzcut offered, clearly trying to save everyone the trouble.

"Forget that. He's the one who bumped into Armin," another one of the boy's friends with long hair said, getting closer to Zeke.

"Watch your step. I'd hate for you to get involved in this too, man bun," Jean snarled at the loud mouth friend behind Zeke's next victim.

You suck your teeth and roll your eyes at Zeke's constant need to pick on someone. It was embarrassing, especially considering how old he looked. You got up and walked over to the scene. "Will you please stop making a scene everywhere we fucking go ? He said he's sorry."

Zeke let go of the boy's shirt. You looked at the kid he was trying to pick a fight with. You didn't say anything to him, only gave him a look, telling him you were sorry for your brutish boyfriend's actions.

He smiled at you as you ushered Zeke back to the table, with Jean following behind the two of you. "The fucking nerve of some people," Zeke grumbled taking his jacket off and putting it on the back of his chair. "Isn't that right, Jean ?"

"Hm ?" Jean looked up from Mango's phone that was showing a funny video. "Oh right yeah. Skater kids these days."

"Relax. A simple wash should do it some good," Tay said.

"It's not about that-"

"Zeke. It is literally just a jacket. It's washable. It's not like he spilled black paint all over it." You placed your head on your hand that was propped up on the table.

"You're never on my side about things (y/n)," Zeke grumbled.

"You were making it a big deal and he apologized. What do you expect ?" you crossed your arms over your chest.

"Go be with him then since it's such a big deal." He started to raise his voice. You sucked your teeth and got your purse from off the back of your chair. "Where do you think you're going ?"

"Home. I'm not doing this with you right now," you reply nonchalantly. As you begin to walk to the door, he follows behind you saying all types of things to get you to stay and argue. But you grew used to this type of thing so you tuned it out, putting in your Airpods as he continued to speak.

You noticed the blonde kid from earlier looking at you as you walked out. The fuck is he staring at, you think to yourself. Didn't matter as you got to the door. "Fine be like that !" you hear Zeke say, faintly through the music playing in your Air pods.