"Jesus, Jean, ever learn to knock?" You scoffed. "But I-" You cut him off. "Don't talk back to me, young man!" You yelled. 'That shut him up' You pulled the scarlet dress out from your closet and threw it on your bed. Jean sat down on the beanbag at the end of your bed. "So are you going to Hanji's party later?" You asked Jean. "If you are," He grinned, "in that dress." He pointed to the scarlet one. It was strapless, which was a con of it. (If you don't like the color or dress, just change it. The only thing that matter is the fact that it's strapless. The picture is the media of this chapter.) Your face lit up bright red. Almost the color of teh dress. You turned around and slapped Jean. Hard. "Get out." You said through gritted teeth. Without saying a word, Jean put his hands up and walked out of your room. "Motherfucking pervert." You muttered.
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Since Jean had no fashion sense, and you were mad at him, you had to turn to one of the girls. You decided to go to Mikasa, since she was serious, unlike Sasha, but not too serious, like Annie. She was also willing to tell the truth without worrying about her hurting you unlike Krista, and finally, she was straight, unlike Ymir. You walked over to her room and knocked. She opened her door and greeted you. "Hey, (Y/N). Whaddya need?" She seemed like she was in a good mood. "Hey Mikasa. I was wondering if you could help me out with what I'm going to wear to Sasha's party.. only if you want to, of course." You said gesturing to the duffle bag you put the dress, along with some beauty supplies, in. "Of course! As long as you help me also. Come on in." As you walked into her room, you saw clothes everywhere. 'Wow, she must've struggled more than me..' "Please ignore the mess, I was trying to look for something to wear." She apologized. "Oh no, it's okay. My room is the same way right now."