#innatam

Bertholdt didn't really expect who would be on the other side of his apartment's door save for maybe some children eager to get candy. He'd originally not planned to participate in sharing any of the candy he'd gotten... but then he caved and bought extra just for the children. It turned out instead to be a very familiar face. 

"Oh, Marco! Happy Halloween!"

Marco Bodt--part of the Military Police, and somehow close friend of the blonde. In fact, she would rarely talk to him in their academy days, yet when they both ended up in the same branch, he somehow wormed his way through her icy walls.

She'd never try to shun him out when he asked her for help on needed activities, or when he just came to speak to her to pass the time. Not once did she shun him away--unless she was in a dark mood, of course the ice queen would push everyone away.

To think they were able to get to the point of confessing their feelings for one another--well, Marco was first. Annie avoided him like the plague after he had done such an act, and was confused on her own feelings. But, it eventually always came down to whenever the boy was around, her heartbeat would speed up, cheeks flaring up in embarrassment once in awhile when there was a compliment thrown her way.

So--to think that they were now in the process of leaping into the next stage--marriage. Annie couldn't believe she was hearing from the freckled boy. His own cheeks flaring up as a nervous chuckle left his lips, hand behind the back of his neck. He was finding this--everything--uncomfortable. And she still wouldn't say a damn thing.

Maybe it was a bad idea considering a marriage proposal to Annie Leonhardt--she was a lonewolf. She probably didn't want to be tied down, or even with anyone in general--

But the thought that the boy had once broke as soon as he felt warm lips descending upon his, and his own eyes widened in realization that said lady in question was now kissing him. It took him a few seconds for his own eyes flutter to a close, pull her close to his body and kiss her back.

"I'm sure this answers your question"

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[ text ] dude[ text ] i fucking lost jean[ text ] liek he waS HERE & then hw waSNT[ text ] idek nayhone at thris fuckigng party idk whuy i cven cme[ text ] btu u kno jeans famuly hosue btr than me rgiht[ text ] wher e the fucjk is htr guets room i brt thast wher e he si[ text ] o gh god chang e of plans wheresg the bath room im ognna be sick

[ text ] nvm 

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[ text ] i was talkin 2 jean earlier[ text ] & like i really want spaghettios rly fuckin bad right[ text ] he says go 2 sleep instead, & dream of jellyfish[ text ] so get this:[ text ] jellyfish made of pasta swimmin in tomato sauce[ text ] fuckin gr8 i want some[ text ] jfc its like almost 6 in the morning my bad

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ooc. it’s gr8 omg