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                                     ɪ’ʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡʜᴏ                       ᴡɪʟʟ sᴛɪᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ .  .  . —

          Ah, the grocery store. Quite big, kind of scary.

          Big things always frightened the poor boy, though. He had sickening flash backs whenever thinking about the titans, with their big mouths to feast upon your flesh, their big hands to snap your neck with, their big everything. How could whatever God or deity up there have the heart to bring such an innocent, childlike soldier into this world, and expect him to not almost throw up his breakfast when even talking about the topic?

          Speaking of breakfast, all he came to the market for was to purchase eggs for him and his roommates to share—maybe they’ll finally like him? Though, the only issue is that there is some moron in front of the freckled child who is taking their sweet time to get what they need. The brunette huffed obnoxiously, hoping to attract the others attention—..it didn’t work.