[There's been a heatwave the last four days. Shopkeepers opening every window, and laborers sweating through their threadbare clothing. Armin felt it an omen. Oppressive heat - Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday.
[Then, on Friday, sat atop their lonely hill, only one tree to its name, a cool breeze washes down over the slope, making Armin's hair lift up and float back down.
[It feels nice.
[He nudges Eren's knee with his own.]
The reaping's today...
[As if he could forget. As if any of them could...]
Hunger Games AU
[Then, on Friday, sat atop their lonely hill, only one tree to its name, a cool breeze washes down over the slope, making Armin's hair lift up and float back down.
[It feels nice.
[He nudges Eren's knee with his own.]
The reaping's today...
[As if he could forget. As if any of them could...]