I see him before he sees me. That blonde, bowl cut hair do. His big ocean blue eyes that hold so much intelligence. Armin Arlert, my brain practically sighs at the sight of him. *SNAP* I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the snapping of fingers in front of my face. I turn to my brown haired friend and blush, knowing he caught me staring at the blonde.

"Oh uh sorry Eren," I can feel the heat that has crept onto my cheeks. The brown haired boy known as Eren, throws me a friendly smile.

"It's okay Abigail. So would you like to meet at my dorm room before we head to 'The Basement' tonight?" He's Caribbean green eyes sparkle. I nod smiling lightly.

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I dress in a casual black crop top and black skinny jeans, along with some black knee high boots. My blonde hair thrown in a messy ponytail. I make my way across campus towards the Sina dorms (the boy's dorms) boots clacking on the hard pavement beneath my feet. I reach Eren's door in no time and knock gently waiting. To my surprise Eren doesn't answer, instead I'm met with those big ocean eyes and warm smile, a light coating of pink appearing on my cheeks. "Abbi, glad to see you made it," he steps aside letting me come in, I throw a small smile back showing I acknowledge him. Everyone is already here, they were waiting on you dipshit. I look up casting my eyes over the group of friends in front of me. Sasha and Connie are standing off to the side, Connie's trying to wrestle a bag of potato chips out of Sasha's grip. On the couch I spot Ymir and in her lap is Krista, So cute together. At the other end of the couch sits Jean who is leaning in and whisper something into Marco's ear, that makes his cheek go red. Mikasa is standing off with Eren, looks like she's giving him a lecture on what not to do when we reach the club. I giggle to myself lightly. I feel someones hip bump mine and look over to Armin. Noticing his outfit, the unbuttoned flannel shirt, with a white undershirt, paired with his faded blue jeans, hole in the knee and then his raggedy converse. He smiles wide. "So everyone nominated you to accompany me as being the other sober "adult"' I giggle as he air quotes 'adults'. "Are you fine with that?" I nod slightly. I'm not one for drinking anyway. Everyones ready to go and like that we're out the door.

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Armin and I sit at the booth, watching over everyone's belongings and watching as they dance. I look over at Armin and begin to zone out. I'm too busy studying his facial features to bother about anything else. He turns to look at me, catching me staring. I duck my head to hide my blushing cheeks, just as Eren stumbles over. He's such a lightweight. He leans over the table, ruffling Armin's hair and smooshing my cheeks. He sits back and just watches us. Taking in our reactions and thinking, which in his state is probably harder than usually. He comes to a conclusion on something, as he rests his elbow on the table he points between. "You'd make a cute *hiccup* couple," He smiles drunkingly, as Armin and I both blush. Eren stays with, causing a little awkward tension after what he just said. We stay at the club for a couple more hours before we leave. Dragging all our drunken friends back to their campus dorms. I lay in my bed that night, wondering if Armin likes me and if he did would we really make a cute couple. Do I want to be in a relationship with Armin and those gorgeous ocean blue eyes? Why can't Armin like a simple girl like me?