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𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐎𝐕-
It's the middle of summer; the delicate rays pierce through my window reviling all the dust in my room. My eyes slowly flutter open but I soon realise I'm not in bed. I quickly raise my head to finally realise that I was on my desk. There were piles of books, feathers and scrunched up balls of paper. "Must of fell asleep again" I sigh out. It had been the third night in a row that I had fallen asleep on my desk. Surely that's not good for my back. I don't remember what how I had ended up here but a small damaged note book held the answer to my question, I was writing a story about a fantasy world, filled with: dragons wizards princes and princesses. Sometimes I would get lost in my own story imagining that I was the saviour, the hero of my story, my world. I knew I was never going to be a hero. Well I'm short, skinny, my body is no were near muscular and I'm terribly weak. Sure I have a smart brain but, it really didn't mean that much. Well excepted for my grandpa he's the only one who cares about me and loves me for who I am. Speaking of the angel my door slowly creeped open a little, revealing a small man, broken glasses with grey hair and a grey bushy beard. "Hey! did ya sleep well?" he says with a big smile on his face. I smiled and nod timidly in response. "Oh right! Made you some breakfast!" He steps into the room with a plate filled with scrambled eggs and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. "Grandpa! I told you you don't to make me breakfast anymore! I'm 19 I can do it myself, plus you need to rest before your big expedition!" I pouted at him, this one of the many reasons why I love him though, he's just so caring and generous. "I know I know but it is my last day here I just wanted to make you a good breakfast before I go!" he giggled out. I exaggeratedly roll my eyes whilst taking the plate. "Thank you." I said kissing his forehead. "Are you sure I can't come with you? I could be of really good assistance!" I say, see I've been trying to convince him that I'm more than capable to go with him but he always refuses thinking it's to dangerous for me. "No you can't Min as much as I want it jus-" "To dangerous" I cut him already knowing his response. "Maybe next time" he says with that same smile he always doses. "Ugh. fineeeee but I'm going to get the groceries for your journey" I say. He ruffles' my hair "Ok then".
𝐍𝐨 𝐏𝐎𝐕-
The blond steps in the shower thinking about all the things he need to get from the market. The flaming hot water trickles down his face and body. Armin was always a sucker for the heat, he very much disliked the cold. Ever winter he would get so sick that he was never able to move or had terrible headaches sometimes even both. Anyway, it was summer now meaning no colds whatsoever which made the blond very happy because this means he can go out and enjoy himself. He finally steps out of the shower, a cold breeze touched his milky skin making his whole body shiver. He quickly throws some cloths on, a simple off-white shirt with some light blue trousers. He grabs a few bags, puts his shoes on, says goodbye to his grandfather and sets off for a wonderful day.