𝙬𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙙𝙖𝙮

𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙡

❧ "𝑭𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑳𝑳𝒀," you exhaled and slumped your shoulders after feeling the relief to move your neck around again. You gently rubbed both of your hands on your neck as your doctor placed the neck brace onto the table.

"Neck brace off," your doctor smiled and clasped his hands together before pointing at you, "Twelve days left before your leave."

"Thank you Doctor Michaels," you smiled and laid back on your phone as he took your neck brace, exiting your room. After a few minutes of Doctor Michaels leaving your room, your door opened to reveal Hakeem holding a bag in his hand.

"I got your bonnet," Hakeem pulled out your black jumbo bonnet and tossed it to you as he placed the bag on your bed.

"Thank you," you took the bonnet and already put it on, closing your eyes as you pushed in any strands of your hair into it, "I needa take this lace off."

"Well don't snatch it off now," Hakeem lifted up his top lip a bit as he looked at you, "Wait till you get out, then you can snatch it off," Hakeem snickered to himself as he pulled out your laptop and sketchbook with your other drawing supplies.

"Ugh Keem I love you," you closed your eyes as you hugged your laptop and kissed your sketchbook for being away from it for too long.

"Uh huh," Hakeem slowly averted his eyes from you as you looked at you all weird for kissing and showing love to objects.

"Where's Kenny? I noticed that he ain't come today?" you opened your laptop as you placed it on your lap.

"Probably doing photography stuff with what's his name? Ackerman? Ion know," Hakeem shrugged as he placed his elbows on your bed, raising his phone up in front of him.

"Ooooh Levi Ackerman," you nodded your head after remembering who Hakeem was talking about. You opened your sketchbook to the last page you were sketching your dress on for your project and unzipped your case to pull out a pencil.

To keep your mind off of Eren, you decided to start focusing on designing again. You came to New York to start building your fashion design career bit by bit, you just felt Eren was a distraction for that.

"Can I see what you're working on?" Hakeem rested the side of his face on his hand as he looked at you with curiosity in his eyes. You rubbed your lips together and handed him your sketchbook.

"I gotta make a dress out of a shirt, an oversized shirt probably," you tapped your pencil against your lips, watching Hakeem gaze at the page.

"I know this probably basic and cliche but why not use a Jersey?" Hakeem handed you back your sketchbook and rested two fingers on his temple.

You hummed and nodded your head slowly, thinking about how exactly Hakeem's idea would work out, "A Jersey is not a bad idea, i'll put it in consideration."

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𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩

❧ 𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵 pulled his shirt off as he sat on the edge of his bed, tossing the shirt beside him. He rubbed his naked chest as his eyes roamed around in his dark room that had a few lights on.

Eren continued roaming his eyes until it stopped at the notebook that was setted on his nightstand. Eren stared at it, having thoughts of whether he should get up or not.

"Tch, reflection journal," Eren gave in and stood up as he dragged his feet towards the notebook. He picked up the notebook and watched the pages move rapidly as he flipped the pages with his thumb.

Eren picked up a pen that Armin let him borrow and plopped on his bed with his legs crossed, opening his notebook to a fresh new page.

"Do I put the date?" Eren whispered to himself, second guessing if he should add the date or not. He shrugged and decided to add the date to the top of the page.

Eren gently scratched his head with his index finger as he tapped his pen against his chin, thinking of what he did today. Eren groaned in annoyance for not remembering anything deciding to stand up to go ask Armin himself.

"Yo Armin," Eren knocked Armin's door, waiting for him to allow him in.

"Wassup?" Armin called out, signaling that Eren could come in. Eren peaked his head through the door to find Armin on his bed with his laptop on his lap.

"Um did you notice anything different that I did today?" Eren drummed his fingers against the door knob as he stared at Armin, waiting for him to answer.

"Your hair was more tidier than normal," Armin shrugged as he looked back at his laptop. Eren sucked his teeth and opened the door widely as he placed his hand on the door frame.

"No Armin," Eren kept a straight face on as he took a deep sigh, "I mean, was I more cooperative today or some shit like that?"

"Is this for your reflection journal?" Armin tilted his head to the side as he stared at his friend at his door.

"Yup."

"Mhm," Armin nodded as he thought of what Eren did today, "Well shouldn't you be reflecting yourself? You should know th-"

"Okay but I need he-"

"Aht aht," Armin stuck up a finger in the air to silence Eren. Armin moved his finger and pointed at Eren who had confusion read on his face.

"Interruption, Dominique told me about this," Armin moved his phone in the air as he lifted it up.

Eren raised an eyebrow as he looked at the movements of Armin's phone, "When did you get her number Mr. Pink cheeks?"

"Uh," Armin placed his phone beside him and looked down at his screen, "Her business card.."

Eren closed his eyes and slowly shook his head so he wouldn't laugh. He took a deep breath and clasped his hands together, "Er- sorry for..."

Armin looked up Eren through his eyelashes, waiting for Eren to continue his sentence, "Uh huh."

"Uh," Eren tilted his head an bit as he tried to find ways to apologize, "My fault for...interrupting you?"

"Okay we're getting there," Armin gave Eren a small smile as he rubbed his hands, nodding his head slowly.

"Do I write that down?" Eren backed away from the door a bit as he waited to hear Armin respond.

"Sure."

Eren closed Armin's door and walked down the hall as he entered his bedroom to sit back down on his bed. Eren placed his notebook on his lap as he began writing down his reflection.

"I...interrupted...Armin,"Eren said aloud slowly as he wrote on the page,"But..then..I..said..my..fault."
Eren tapped his pen against his cheek as he tried to think of other things he did today.

"Hm," Eren thought to himself as he laid down on his back, drawing random imaginary things as he moved his pen in the air, "Didn't Chanel tell me something about left over cake in her fridge?"

Eren rolled over to his stomach and clicked the top of his pen as he started to write, "I..listened to Chanel...when...she told me..about her...cake."

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𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙫

𝙩𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙙𝙖𝙮

𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝 🤾🏼‍♂️

❧ "𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑽𝑶𝑼𝑺?" Eren pulled open the door, letting Armin to walk in first. Armin wiped his sweaty palms against his jeans and adjusted the collar of his sweater.

"No?" Armin scoffed as he walked into the waiting room, already seeing Dominique resting her arms on top of the front desk. Armin blinked repeatedly after hearing Dominique's soft giggles from across the room.

Eren shook his head and put his arm around Armin, pulling him towards the front desk, "Morning Dom," Eren waved his notebook as he greeted Dominique.

Dominique slowly turned around and kept one of her arms rested on the desk and her other on her hip as she gave both Eren and Armin a genuine smile.

"Hey buddy, what's up," Dominique raised her fist in the air to give Eren a fist bump and waved at Armin, "Morning Armin."

"Good Morning...Dominique," Armin smiled at Dominique as he rubbed the back of his neck, "Um did you get new glasses?"

Dominique's smile grew wider showing all her teeth as she adjusted her glasses, "Yes! Yes I did, I actually have a collection and I wear different ones time to time."

"Clear glasses look great on you," Armin returned the same smile to Dominique.

"Why thank you," Dominique giggled at Armin's kind words. Armin smiled beamingly at Dominique, noticing her almond shaped eyes squint as her smile was still plastered on her face.

Eren pressed his lips together so a smirk wouldn't appear on his face as he looked at Dominique and Armin interacting with one another.

"Alright you ready to go Eren?" Dominique played with the loom bracelets that were on her wrist as he stared up at Eren.

"Yeah," Eren patted Armin's shoulder before walking ahead of Dominique to get to her office first. Dominique waved at Armin one last time as she caught up with Eren down the hall.

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"Sour patch kids or sour patch watermelons?" Dominique opened her drawer at her desk that was filled with different packs of candy. Family size packs, small packs, she had it all.

"Sour patch watermelons," Eren took off his shoes before crossing his legs together on the couch.

(sour patch watermelons is my favorite candy, i love it so much, i'll eat that shit for breakfast, brunch, lunch, and dinner 🤾🏼‍♂️)

"Catch," Dominique gave Eren a heads up before tossing the bag of candy to him. Eren caught it without looking up from his notebook and already ripped the pack open.

"Reflection journal, how we feeling?" Dominique clicked the top of her pen as she opened her notebook, taking a seat in her chair. Eren looked up from his page and held a sour patch in his hand.

"Well it's helpful," Eren peeked into the bag of candy as he finished chewing.

"Okay okay, can I see the notebook," Dominique reached out her hand, waiting for Eren to hand over his notebook. Dominique read over his notes and nodded, humming softly as she finished up.

"My fault? You told him my fault?" Dominique exhaled a laugh as she held the notebook in front of her face.

"Duh," Eren raised his hand up as he did the lil flick in the wrist thing.

(bye i'm supposed to be professional, what kind of descript-🤾🏼‍♂️)

"Chanel must be your friend then? Was it her birthday?" Dominique handed Eren his notebook back after he tossed a sour patch into his mouth.

"Friend? I don't have a title with that girl," Eren formed his lips into a straight line as he wandered his eyes from the left to the right.

"Eren be nice," Dominique tilted her head as she gave him the momma look.

"Sorry- Friend? I'm not sure if I have a specific title for her," Eren corrected himself as he rubbed his hands against his sweatpants to clean the sugar from his fingers.

"Ereeeen my couch," Dominique whined at Eren leaving a sugar mess on her couch. Eren made an 'O' shape with his lips and puffed up his cheeks a bit.

"Oops."

Dominique shook her head and pulled out her folder, opening it to pull a piece of paper. She held the paper in her hand, waving it in the air as she spoke, "We're gonna do some exercises."

"Huh?!" Eren farrowed his eyebrows, puzzled about what Dominique meant by exercising, "We're gonna be working out??"

Dominique pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head, "Jaeger, it's just practices to help improve your communication skills."

"Ah," Eren snapped his fingers, "That makes sense."

Dominique looked at her paper again and placed it on the table before looking back at Eren, "This first scenario, we're in a argument and that argument is mainly about who's turn it was to clean the dishes."

Eren nodded, understanding what this scenario was about. Dominique cleared her throat before getting into character, "I thought we both agreed that it was your turn to clean the dishes," Dominique paused and pointed at Eren so he could respond.

"Who's we?" Eren raised an eyebrow.

"Eren," Dominique tucked her fingers into her fist as she looked at Eren, "Okay, let's think about your answer real quick...what can we tweak about your response."

"Oh," Eren clicked his tongue and slowly bobbed his head, finishing up his chewing, "Instead of saying who's we uh I could say 'I never agreed to that'."

"Uh huh," Dominique tapped her chin, thinking deeply about Eren's answer, "Let's tweak that even more, yeah?"

Eren closed his eyes as he slowly placed the sour patch on his tongue, sucking the sugar from the candy as he thought of his answer.

"Hmm," Eren murmured and raised his finger in the air, "Okay I got it."

"Shoot," Dominique clasped her hands together on her lap.

"I could say, 'You're right, I'll start cleaning the dishes right now," Eren smiled, satisfied with his answer. Dominique clapped like a proud mom and smiled at Eren.

"Yay you got it," Dominique picked up her paper to start a new exercise. Eren nodded and kept his smile on his face as he waited for Dominique to practice the next scenario.