[ Eren's feet finally slip out from under him from the extra weight and they both go spilling across the dirt and grass. Landing heavily, he barely affords himself time to wince, thrashing his legs to get some distance and maybe shake this idiot off of him— if this were a friendlier spar or something, he might've been impressed by his tenacity.
But he's not. It's just annoying as fuck. So instead, he keeps kicking at him, trying to slide his boots free and snarling. ]
I thought— [ kick. ] thought that you'd call him your friend.
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But he's not. It's just annoying as fuck. So instead, he keeps kicking at him, trying to slide his boots free and snarling. ]
I thought— [ kick. ] thought that you'd call him your friend.