Mikasa is always one of the first people to finish putting on her sunscreen. Eren is always one of the last.
"Don't forget the top of your head, where your hair splits."
Eren grits his teeth and squeezes a cream-like substance out of a tube. After clapping and rubbing his hands together, Eren starts covering his neck.
"Don't forget to go under the collar a little..." She adds.
"Mikasa! I can put on sunscreen!" He yells at the girl leaning against the rail in front of him.
A few nearby cadets chuckle.
Eren grits his teeth again and continues covering his neck.
Due to his feminine appearance, Armin always has an audience.
Armin runs to his cabin quickly, dodging offers and faces with puckering lips. The first thing he does after he manages to get inside the building is not locating his sunscreen, but rather blocking the door.
When Armin feels safe enough, he takes of his shirt and jacket. He hates getting sunscreen on his clothes.
Several boys crowd around the windows and peak inside. Occasionally, one of them whistles or hoots.
Armin wishes his cabin had curtains.
Hannah and Franz put their sunscreen on outside.
Hannah and Franz tend to sit on their porches when they lather up.
Since their cabins are next to each other, they often try to sneak a glance at the other.
On the occasion where their eyes meet, both of them whip their heads the other way and blush.
Sunscreen is edible and Sasha knows it.
"It's okay guys. I can put on sunscreen by myself." Sasha tells the girls who are holding her down.
"True, but you seem to be incapable of not eating it." Christa responds to the struggling girl.
"But I need to protect my insides from the sun too!" Sasha argues out of desperation while Mina smears some lotion on her forehead.
"Whenever you open your mouth, you put food in it. The food blocks the sun. You'll be fine." Ymir replies, her voice laced with snark.
"But I really am starving!" Sasha asserts.
"I understand that you're hungry Sasha, but I'm not going to flash the boys again to get you some more sunscreen." Mina slowly works her way into a shout while her eye twitches out of annoyance.
Even when it comes to sunscreen, Connie is not a genius.
"You really should put some sunscreen on your head." Reiner suggests for the third time.
"It's okay. My hair will protect me from the sun..." Connie reassures his fellow cadet.
"But your hair isn't long enough to block the sun." Reiner explains, again.
"Besides, it feels weird having sunscreen in my hair." Connie continues, ignoring Reiner, again.
Levi likes to put sunscreen all over his body. He excuses himself by suggesting his clothes might rip and leave his skin vulnerable. Everyone knows the real reason is his Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
"Mr. Levi?" A new recruit knocks on the door. She does not give Levi quite enough time to respond and walks inside.
She spots Levi in the center of the room, slightly shiny from the layer of sunscreen he just put on himself and wearing nothing but his long boxers.
"Sorry!" She yells her apology and slams the door behind her. The force causes some small, but visible, particles to fall from the ceiling.
Levi promptly cleans the floor.