I wanted to try something funny and light-hearted for my first fanfic. Enjoy~!
None of the following characters or the anime/manga belong to me.
Goddamn it.
Goddamn it.
Groggily, having had slept only 1 hour of pure peace and quiet, Armin slowly rose from the warm comforts of his bed. It was still fairly early in the morning, the sun slowly appearing from over the horizon. It was currently 5:57am as shown on the blonds' trusty alarm clock.
The 17 year-old threw the blanket haphazardly off of his sleep-deprived form, before unceremoniously plopping back down onto his back. For a while he lied there, thinking how his life became so torturous.
Life was so peaceful before, he thought. Me and Eren, two roommates in their late teens having the time of their lives. Before he came into my best friend's life...
Now, Armin was a very kind-hearted and considerate person, however since last month he began to reconsider the disadvantages of homicide. This was only because of one person who goes by the name Le-
BRING!
BRING!
Abruptly, he jerked himself awake before nearly attacking his alarm.
6:00am.
He groaned inwardly before, after a long battle between brain and body, hopping off of his bed and slipping into his fluffy slippers. Only wearing a simple white vest and baby blue boxers to bed last night, he picked up his dark blue night robe which had fallen due to his careless twisting and turning in bed.
Walking through the hallways seemed like a maze to him; at this point if anyone were to see him, he would probably be mistaken for a zombie.
Finally, he was able to get to the bathroom before brushing his bangs to the side slightly to examine himself.
His bright aqua eyes were dull and his usually neat hair was fluffed up and in every direction imaginable. His mouth was set in a solid frown as he glared at his mirror image.
It looks like someone put face paint under my eyes. He thought to himself, his fingers grazing the dark circle under his eyes. Overall, he looked like some sort of reanimated corpse. And he knew exactly who to blame...
Dragging himself through the endless hallways once more he ended up face to face with a white door not far from his own room.
Armin shakily raised his hand before knocking the door softly with his knuckles. He then took three calm, deep breaths.
One.
Two.
Three.
"LEVI! STOP BANGING MY ROOMMATE ALL NIGHT; SOME PEOPLE NEED SLEEP YOU KNOW!"
At the end of his little tantrum, his voice had gotten somewhat croaky but he didn't care at this point. He just needed to rest.
Inside the room, he heard the bed shuffle quietly and a pair of voices snickering. Those bastards.
He stomped back into his room and pretty much collapsed back onto his bed. This was before he remembered something very important.
I put alarm clock on snooze, didn't I?
BRING!
BRING!