Aria30 minutes... 30 whole minutes. That was how long I sat there, my fingers tapping the table every and any time.I kept glancing at the door, then at my phone. At some point, I pushed my chair back a little, ready to stand up and leave it all behind. I started to question myself, real questions. Why am I even here? But just as I started to rise up, the door swung open.Mikasa walked in gracefully, her steps loud that eyes turned to her as she made her way in. She scanned the room once, and when her eyes landed on me, a sly smile curved her lips. "You're that eager to hear what I have to say?" she asked, dragging a chair out, she sat into, crossing her legs.I leaned back, crossing my arms. The orange juice in front of me suddenly tasted sour in my mouth, "Get to it," I said, my voice flat. I wasn't in the mood for games or small talk. Not today. "Calm down," she replied, reaching across without asking. She took a slow sip from my orange juice, her eyes never leaving mine. The ca
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