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im not gonna do this shit all day

[Actually he might.]

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i know youre alive so just fucki

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ngg answer

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[Ten minutes.]

aNNIE

ok actually done this time I think

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[And then a long pause. Okay, maybe he's actually...done. Because shouting into the air via text and getting nothing back isn't doing his restlessness any good. The lack of response is sort of a worrying one. Because it probably means she's either unable or unwilling. And okay, these text things can be hard to figure out, and Annie's not exactly the most sociable person he knows. But they are friends, and this place is proving to be a whole lot of bullshit already, and he definitely doesn't like to imagine that it's because she's been hurt that bad.

(Not to mention he's got a lot of things to talk to her about. Because there are some wild accusations flying around. It's ridiculous. He doesn't want to believe it, so he doesn't let himself believe it. Not just like that.)

So, last ditch before he resorts entirely to seeking her out the old fashioned way—]

i need to talk to you

[The rendezvous isn't that big. You can't hide from him forever, Annie.]

Day 3, morning

[sweeptheleg]

[ But she's good at avoiding. Still, she answers.

Eventually. ]

there's nothing to talk about.

never was.

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[It's 70-odd hours delayed, but it's an answer. The one she gets back is not quite immediate, but it's close. And predictable. This is what you get for encouraging him.]

bullshit

where are you

[sweeptheleg]

same place as you. somewhere in the snow.

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are you seriously doing this

[That's not what he wanted to hear and you know it. Come on, Annie, he doesn't have the patience to do this over text, can you not be difficult just this once.]

youre still at the rendezvous right

[He's not letting this go.]

[sweeptheleg]

[ It's his lack of patience that she's counting on. ]

yeah.

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[She's not wrong to. He's already set to trudge through the snow to try and get a fix on her while she's still answering him. Like he'll have better luck now that he's got proof that she's here.]

i havent seen you around

[Because she's avoiding him.]

[sweeptheleg]

most people haven't.

there's a lot of work to be done. if I was around, I'd have to do it.

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[Excuses. It's pretty typical. At the same time, he's mostly sure it's complete horseshit.]

like id be able to make you do any of it anyway

[If Annie wants to slack, she slacks. He doesn't particularly approve, but she could flip him onto his back in the snow and be gone before he could even try to set her straight. So.]

are you by the rovers

[Still trying.]

[sweeptheleg]

[ Well, she was. Not for long, though. ]

you're bad at this.

[ You're not supposed to tell the person you're hunting down where you're going to be looking. ]

maybe I'll tell you later

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[Look, there's a reason he's not Red Team. Subterfuge has just never been one of Eren's strong points. It's not in his nature. He's rarely needed it, so he doesn't really bother.]

i wouldn't have to be good at it if you'd stop avoiding me

[And that's what she's doing. He's not stupid.]

and some time later

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[But (of course) she doesn't stop just because he asks her to. Because it can't ever be that easy. And when later comes and goes with no more luck in tracking her down and no more signs of a response, he tries again. Because if text is really all he can get for now, then that's what he'll take.]

annie you still there?