"Mikasa, look what I just saw in today's newspaper." Sasha said, waving a paper to her friend from behind the counter. Due to the lack of customers that very day in the clothing store where she worked, the brunette could talk a little more than usual with her roommate when she came to visit. Mikasa grabbed the sheet to read.

"What is it?" she asked, returning the paper to Sasha.

"Can't you see? A family is looking for a babysitter in Stohess. I think you can apply. You need to work and it won't interfere with your studies."

Mikasa looked again at the page until she reached the ad that her friend was talking about.

"Do you think they pay well?"

"Are you kidding? That's Stohess, Mikasa. Of course they pay well. They must have a lot of money to live there." Sasha replied, rolling her eyes. "Will you call?"

Mikasa sighed before speaking again.

"Well, you know I don't like children so much, but ... a job is a job. I need the money. I can't wait for Levi to send me money every month. He also has his duties.

"He's your older brother. He shouldn't be bothered about it."

"I know he doesn't, but ... I don't want to depend on him."

Sasha snorted, taking a sip of her coffee.

"You should stop being so self-sufficient, Mikasa."

Mikasa was about to answer, but at that moment the shop manager called Sasha to ask her a favor. The brown haired girl walked away, to be back a few seconds later.

"Hey, can you pass me that blue dress over there? That shiny one. I think it's spoiled." she asked, pointing to a row of dresses hanging from a shelf. Mikasa nodded and went there, not expecting anyone to stumble and knock her against the glass as they entered the shop.

"You should watch where you're going." a haughty boy with turquoise eyes said, surrounded by three boys, two of them taller than him, while the other one was shorter. His attitude infuriated Mikasa, who squeezed her fists with a glare.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea it was me who walked in here like a stupid drunk." she said, being as sarcastic as she could. The mocking smile disappeared from the green-eyed boy's face as his friends laughed.

"Do you work here? I could get you fired for that insolence." he said aloud, trying to repair his dignity.

"She doesn't but I." Sasha intervened, standing behind Mikasa to hold her before she raised her hand against the boy and a hell broke loose inside the store. "And you better go if you're not going to buy anything, because she can kick your ass and send you to Mars if she wants to."

The taller boys burst out laughing, while the blond and shorter one seemed a little nervous. The brown-haired boy waved his hands, pretending to be scared.

"Oh my... And what is she supposed to do to get me out?"

"C'mon, let's go ..." the blond boy beside him whispered. But Eren shook from his friend's hands. Mikasa kept her gray eyes fixed on him, with a terrible desire to strangle the boy in front of her.

"Yes, Eren, you better avoid trouble and leave." Sasha insisted, fearing she couldn't contain her friend any longer. Her job at the store could be affected if something happened there.

"I won't leave. Do whatever the hell you want, but now I'll stay in the damn store all day, and you're not going to stop it, unless you want me to complain to your boss."

"Eren, do not be stubborn and let's go ..."

"Let me alone, Armin. What are thinking these two? Don't they know who they're talking to? I could get you fired right now and never get hired anywhere else ..."

Eren couldn't raise his voice any longer. The next second, a blow to the face had knocked him to the ground. He reached his nose, then looked at it and saw the thick red liquid fall into his hand.

"Now I know who I'm talking to: an uncivilized bastard who doesn't know how to walk, much less talk." Mikasa said, her hand still close after beating him. Eren got up quickly, as his friends held him, believing he was going to face the dark-and-short-haired girl who seemed to be able to finish them all with a single hand move." Now get out, if you don't want to try another one of these." she warned him, clenching her fists in his direction. Eren was about to speak, but his other blond friend, the tall one, covered his mouth.

"I am sorry. My friend can be a little loudmouthed sometimes ... We apologize for this." the blond and shorter guy spoke more quietly, with some shyness. The four of them seemed to come from some upper-class neighborhood, judging by their clothes; but none was as arrogant as that Eren. And without saying much more, the four boys walked away, two of them holding their green-eyed friend, who didn't recover easy from the surprise that it took to know that a girl could strike him so hard, while the shortest of them followed, clearly ashamed. Sasha put her hands on her head in anguish as the automatic door closed again.

"Shit, what am I supossed to do now? He'll surely come back to ask Petra to fire me." Sasha said, almost crying. Mikasa patted her on the back.

"Nothing will happen. He is an idiot. If he was trying to come and buy, he can still go to another store. And if he wanted to complain, he would have screamed for everyone to hear. Spoiled babies like him never do anything they say, they just like to talk too much. That's all."

If someone asked Sasha to say a single reason she admire her best friend for, it was that Mikasa always knew how to calm her down. The store was big enough for no one else to notice the incident, or at least anyone who might affect their job there. Both girls went back to where they were, near the counter, the brown-haired girl picking up the newspaper again.

"All right. Take out your phone and dial the number there. You need to work, because if I get fired, we won't go to eat ice cream like every Saturday night. Oh, and that blow was great. You can no longer say all that karate lessons that Levi made you take were to no avail."

Mikasa smiled at her friend's compliment. Sasha was right; her older brother might be a little grumpy, but everything he did had a reason to be. Then she pulled out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed the ad number. They didn't take long to answer from the other side.

"Hello? Yes, I call for the babysitter ad. I'd like to know if...