#coracordis

So she did feel affection, it just wasn’t as prevalent as it would be for your normal, everyday average kid.

She was 100% sure about the fact that it was not her bunk, only about that... But about the rest of the things the young brunette had no clue. But clearly that bunk wasn’t hers. True all the females cadets was sharing a room together, and so does the boys, but for her it was obvious it was not even her own room that she’s usually sharing. The moon barely illuminated that unknown barracks, but she will have to deal with it for now until the morning comes, as well as with the hangover she knows she’s going to have first thing she’s waking up. Hanji literally swore to herself that it’s going to be the last time she’s going out for a drink, after noticing how emotional she got at the bar. Sneaking out with some of the cadets only for a drink’ plan failed. Dear 3 wall goddesses help her. For now she’ll try to get some decent sleep, sharing the bunk with who ever is sleeping next to her.

“Thank God! Your wardrobe sucks; I’ve been sayin’ it for years!”

“I’m pretty sure I’m already a man. Last time I checked. Not that I regularly check or anything. But yeah, pretty sure I’m a man. Did you wanna check? That might be awkward. For you more than me… Also isn’t my titan kill count creepin’ up on yours? I daresay I’ve gotten better than you. You better get down to business to defeat my kill count, ya goof.”

He catches it, just barely avoiding a bread-on collision. “Hm,” he says, staring at the dented loaf in his hand. “I think I’ll call it…Bananaba Bread.”