Pretty people are intimidating.

YOU ARE A MODEL IT IS YOUR JOB TO BE PRETTY.

JUST BECAUSE IT'S MY JOB DOESN'T MEAN IM GOOD AT IT.

Anyway, I scare myself.

The man set down his suitcase unwrapping a long scarf and draping it over the handle. He shuffled over to the chairs taking a spot across from me.

Why do I feel so attacked?

Hanji looked at me and him before pulling out a chair and sitting next to me, the tall older man sat down across from her.

Ok now what?

"I guess we should do introductions or some shit." The gucci king grumbled looking around at all of us.

If we have to mom.

"Mikasa, 21, I play hockey." She responded blushing a bit.

A woman of few words.

"I'm Eren!" The gucci king visibly flinched at the volume the boy produced, "I'm an aspiring chef, I used to go to culinary school but I quit." 

A man of too many words.

"You quit?" The gucci man asked judging Eren with a steely gaze.

It's a good question it seems a bit immature.

What are you trying to say?

You're right I'm four.

"I just wanted some more hands-on experience." Eren shrugged obviously a bit put off by the question.

What a good answer. Who's next?

Everyone is looking at YOU.

fUCK what DO I DO?

"I'm Y/N," I paused collecting myself, "I'm 24 and I work in modeling."

Ok let's move on and talk about someone else, please.

"WAIRT YOU MODEL????" Hanji sat up grabbing my hand.

YES WHY PLS DON'T BULLY ME I'M WEAK TO CRITICISM.

"THAT'S AMAZING I'M A DESIGNER!" She continued cheering and pulling out her phone to show me something.

UHHHAUAHSHDJ

"I'm really not that good." Hanji stared at me critically for a second before scoffing and putting a hand on my shoulder.

"You're a gorgeous queen please don't say that."

UM 💗💓💕💖💗💘💝💞

"NOT AS GOREOUS AS YOU PLEASE STOP." I fired back violently shaking her to try and stuff my love into her very soul.

"YOU LIE BUT THAT'S OK."

"UGH FINE. BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS GORGEOUS QUEEN OVER HERE????" I reached out a hand dragging Mikasa into the conversation. Hanji looked over at her and beamed.

"WHAT A QUEEN." Mikasa looked over at us faintly blushing before returning to her normal composed state.

Don't worry by the end of this you're gonna be screaming with us.

"Someone else has noticed how gorgeous you are." Hanji smiled leaning down to whisper into my ear.

Are you sure or is he just scared.

I glanced over at the gucci king who was probably the most refined person in this house. She was right he was staring at me.

True love.

You are 12.

MMm yes but a cool 12-year-old.

He caught my gaze staring at me critically for a long second before his gaze drifted away.

Give me your gucci.

I followed his gaze as it drifted back to me and then to Hanji with slight distaste.

She's my new bestie what the fuck are you doing looking at her like that.

He may have gucci but he has no class.

Preach.

"I'm Levi Ackerman." The gucci king grumbled looking around the table.

HE SPEAKETH.

"I'm 24 and I work in modeling." He chuckled staring at me with a small grin.

What did I say?? Soulmates.

No you're just delusional.

Haha no u.

"You two are practically the same person!" Hanji chimed in from beside me smiling happily.

"Yeah but I'm a little happier." I teased nudging her in the side.

"I mean of course we stan a happy queen but you know what they say honey..."

"Opposites attract." I finished her sentence staring into her large eyes.

"SJFYAKGLIUM(Y*P:¿ÒÏÚ."

"Two models?" The tall blonde man laughed running a hand through his hair. "I'm Erwin a hair stylist." He smiled winking at the both of us.

DOEs HE PERCHANCE SPECIALIZE IN EYEBROWS BC WOWOWOOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW.

After everyone introduced themselves the silence disappeared and we all went to explore the rest of the house.

THE HOUSE - A guide by Y/N

THE PLAYROOM
For more than just TV if you know what I mean

LIVING ROOM
Very nice

GIRLS ROOM
GORGEOUS LIKE US

BOYS ROOM
VERY CUTE (EREN HAS STUFFED ANIMALS??????)
KITCHEN
LOOKS COOL BUT TAKEOUT

"MIKASA LOOK OUT." I screamed dashing down the hallway like a child and hurdling into each other.

"What are you doing?" She asked calmly as I slid into her crumpling against the iron wall that was her muscles.  

"RUN." I yelled as Hanji came careening after me rushing for the stairs.

CHAOS.

Mikasa took one look at the barreling brunette and picked me up dashing for the nearest room (the boys room). The door swung open and we launched ourselves inside.

"Mikasa seems really down to earth."

"Hanji is fun."

"Yeah, I guess that model is cute."

Oh wow, I'm 'that model.'

Guess I'll die.

At that exact moment, Hanji burst through the door careening past us and further into the room successfully tripping over a tissue box and onto a bag full of loose leaf tea.

Quite convenient.

"What the fuck are you doing in here." I paled looking up at Levi 'The Gucci King' Ackerman.

We're screwed.

Within minutes we were all lined up against the wall like kindergarteners getting lectured by a very short, very angry man.

In our defense it was necessary.

"Weren't you taught to knock or were you raised by raccoons?" He snapped brushing the bits of the tea that had stuck to him off of his sleeve.

"Relax a little Levi!" Hanji teased poking the beast.

"rELAX??"

Whoa, chill out.

Mikasa looked at me before quietly slipping away to the girl's room.

Escape my friend- escape and live to tell my story.

"I expect you to help me clean up the tea leaves." He grumbled pointing at me and shooing Hanji away.

I'm flattered but no thanks.

"Why me?"

"Because I said so." He turned on his heal walking to go find a vacuum.

Jeez who spilled his tea.

You did.

After that incident, I just wanted to go sit and order takeout.

Maybe just avoid confrontation.

"I was thinking we could make beef hotpot," Eren suggested scrolling through his Instagram feed.

No thank you.

You aren't on a diet Y/N.

Thank you Y/N but I don't want to get up right now.

That's lazy Y/N.

Stop pretending to be good we're incredibly lazy.

"That sounds amazing." I chimed in forcing a smile.

I hate you.

<3

SUDDENLY EVERYONE ELSE AGREED AND THEN WE WERE IN THE CAR AND THEN I STARTED CRYING AND THEN WE WERE AT THE SUPERMARKET AND TALKING ABOUT WHO WAS GETTING WHAT.

"Y/N and I will go find cleaning supplies," Levi grumbled dragging me away from the rest of the group.

What.

"Which do you prefer Clorox or Windex?" I asked watching Levi weigh his options in brooms.

That was very dumb Y/N what are you doing.

Just living life to my fullest.

"Depends on what for." He responded choosing a broom and moving onto dish soap.

"That's practical personally I prefer wet wipes."

"You what?"

"Wet wipes?" I laughed picking up a container from the shelf and pointing to it. He stared at me for a long minute before slapping the package out of my hands.

How could you do that?

"Excuse me?"

"How dare you use wet wipes for cleaning your house I'm ashamed." He seethed staring at me like I had just slapped a child. Actually, I think he would've been happier if I had slapped a child.

You know my Mom didn't approve but they work.

"What are you saying about wet wipes windex boy?" I shot back picking up the package of wet wipes and grabbing a few more. "Have you tried them?"

"Fuck no and I'm not planning on doing it."

"See there's the difference between the two of us Mr. Gucci."

"Yeah you're a fucking idiot."

"I may be an idiot my counters are properly disinfected." I dumped all the wet wipes in his cart and walked away.

Gucci Heathen.
Your wet wipes are disgusting

Y/N
No u

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IM SO SORRY THIS IS BAD. I NEED THE MAIN PLOT TO GET STARTED AOROEKAJDJFJJWDJFJ

-Ai