Moblit/
I scream into my hands as Erwin grabs more and more books.
"Erwin, can you stop getting books? We don't have enough cards for this!" I say.
"No."
A young boy walks by; he looks around the ages of four to five. Erwin watches him go by. "Hey, you there!"
The boy looks back with a bored face. "Are you talking to me?"
"Yes, you, who else?" Erwin says, stumbling off the ladder he is- was on.
"Well, you could have been talking to those people," the boy says, and chews his lip.
Erwin says. "Oh."
I nudge Erwin and whisper into his ear. "You should go see if he will be friends with you."
"Sure," he says, and runs after him.
Hange bites my leg.
"OW!" I say. "What was that for?!"
She barks at me. "You are a failure, Moblit!"
I cover her mouth and put a finger to my mouth. "Shh!"
She bites my entire hand.
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelp.
"YAY!"
I punch her in the face.
She bites my nose so hard it breaks and feels like it fell off.
I pass out.
!+!
When I wake up there is an earthquake. Rumble. . .Rumble.
"Hange, do you love me?" I ask.
"What do mean?" she frowns.

\Levi/
The boy who stopped me on my way to the CD section follows me down the hall of the library.
I stare at my feet and fist my hands.
I whip around. "Do you need anything?" The words come out a little harsh, but I can't stop myself from being annoyed.
"Want to be friends?" he says.
I stare at him with the most annoyed look on my face. "Seriously?"
"What?"
"That's all you want?" I say and turn around again.
"What's so wrong about that?" he says.
I sit down on the floor and stare at the CDs at the bottom of the shelf and mumble into my hand. "I guess it's just because I've never had. . .Friends."
"THEN LET'S BE FRIENDS!" the boy yells.
"You don't even know my age," I say, looking up at his face.
"Well, I'm six, you?"
"Guess," I say.
"Five," he says, and squints.
"Six," I say, laughing at him for almost getting it right.
"Oh, what's your name? Mine's Erwin!" he says in an excited tone.
"Levi."
"So where do you live?" *Erwin* says.
"None of your business."
"Okay," he says.
I chuckle at him and stand up. "What do you want to do?"