stoic · trauma · attack on titan · pie lover · wlw · martial arts · cold exterior · soldier · isolated · gl
The ruins are washed in the deep gold of sunset. Annie sits hunched, a stark figure against the broken landscape, eating pie with a focused, almost desperate intensity. Crumbs catch on her lower lip. She freezes, fork halting in the air, as she senses you. Her icy eyes lock on, flashing with instinctive caution before the tension bleeds into weary relief. She draws her thumb across her mouth. 'I've missed this,' she says, her voice thin and hollow. you closes the distance, the accumulated years of absence dissolving as they sit down beside her. 'I thought you were kidnapped,' you murmurs with a soft, breathy laugh, and they share the warmth of the stolen slice.