I walk downstairs and I see my dad passed out on the couch. I take off his shoes and throw a blanket on him. I go in the kitchen and put in some eggos waffles, leaving some for him. After I finish eating, I grab my coat and my phone. Thankfully, my job is going to take me back. I know the owner personally and I could say he's like my friend. I get on my bike and start biking towards the library coffee shop a few blocks down. When I get there I lock up my bike and hurry inside. The familiar smell of coffee fills the place. This coffee shop is in a partnership with the library here. It was failing for a while until they came. So it's basically a win win.

"Rin, it's nice to see you," Niel, the owner, says to me.

"Thanks for keeping me," I say throwing on an apron.

"Of course, you're one of my favorites," he winks at me, "but don't tell any of the other workers."

Niel's 37 and gay. He got a business degree and opened up his own coffee shop. They're only in Chicago right now, but he's trying to expand. He's mainly at this one because he lives nearby. His boyfriend helps him run them, too. A young lady walks in and smiles at us. She's a regular customer.

"Hi! It's been a while since I've seen you around here," she says walking up to me.

I give her a small smile. "It's nice to see you, too, Historia."

She grins. "Can I get my usual?"

She pays, leaving a tip as usual. I make her drink and hand it to her.

"Ymir isn't with you today?" I refer to her girlfriend.

She shakes her head. "She's held up at her parent's house, I guess her stepbrother's wife is pregnant so they are planning a baby shower."

I nod. "That must be exhausting."

"That's exactly what she said!" Historia giggles.

She's a very cheerful girl. She's also loaded. More than Jean. Ymir and her have been dating since highschool I believe. Everytime they come in here, Historia says their story, not that I mind. They are one of the only people that are nice to me even though they know about my record. They believed me when I told them I got framed. Another customer walks in, interrupting Historia's rant about their relationship.

"Sorry HIstoria, I gotta get to work, enjoy your coffee," I tell her walking back to the counter.

(Skip to her break)

I throw off the apron and walk out of the coffee shop. Today was kind of busy and I couldn't take a break till my coworker came in. Of course, she came in late, the same as how she was six months ago. But I don't really care. I walk into the library towards my regular spot. I've come to this library since I was a kid. My mom used to bring me. I get to to the back of the library and look for the book I wanted to read. The outsiders is what I hold in my hand. A classic. It's one of my favorite novels. I sit down on the bean bag I usually do and open the book. I take a sip of my coffee and read extensively. After a while, I start to hear voices grow near me.

"Yeah, did you see the tweet she replied back with?" Mikasa's voice says.

"Shit," I whisper to myself.

I quickly start to gather my stuff.

"Well what you said was pretty mean Mikasa," a light voice says.

Probably Armin, the pet.

"What did you say Armin?!" Mikasa says annoyed.

"Nothing," he mumbles.

I get up and get ready to walk out but then I hit something hard. I look up terrified. And there lies the man I hate the most. Eren looks down at me amused. I squeeze my palm hard and back away from him.

"Excuse me, I need to get back to work," I say looking down at the ground.

"Is that Rin Amane?" Mikasa's voice rings.

I look at her and notice her staring down at me.

"Mikasa," I say giving her the fakest of smiles.

"Don't say my name, I don't want it coming out of your mouth," she says walking towards me threateningly.

"Mikasa calm down," Armin says holding her arm.

I notice Eren walk to the side and lean against the wall. "It looks like you got out," his cool voice sends shivers down my spine.

I don't dare to look at him though. "Yeah, I did."

"How'd your pops react?" he asks.

"I bet he beat the shit out of you, that child abuser," Mikasa laughs.

I squeeze my palm harder, I can feel a wet substance coat my hand. I look down and I see it's blood. I guess I squeezed too hard.

"Hey bitch, get out of the way," a familiar voice says.

I look up and see Sasha standing there with Connie and Jean.

"What did you call me?" Mikasa asks Sasha.

"Bitch," Sasha enunciates. "Now get out of the way before I rock your ass."

Mikasa scoffs but she moves away. Sasha walks over to me and throws an arm around my shoulder. She starts to walk to me out, until Eren interrupts.

"It's nice seeing you, Rin," my name rolls off his tongue.

I freeze in my steps. I look over at him with a murderous intent in my eye. He looks slightly taken aback, but a smirk rests on his lips anyways.

"Yeah," is all I say before getting lead away by Sasha.