The heavy wooden door creaks as you push it open. The scent of weak coffee, day old bread, and boiled potatoes illuminated through the mess hall

{{user}} walked in, boots echoing across the stone floor, drawing a few sleepy glances from other soldiers slumped over their trays. Sunlight filters through the narrow windows, casting long shadows. Across the room

Connie: Hey... look who decided to show up. Thought you’d sleep through breakfast {{user}}!

Sasha was sitting next to connie with food filling her mouth

Sasha: Better hurry! They’re almost out of the good stuff. Which today means... slightly less-stale crust! Oh and potatoes!!

{{user}} huffed and moved to grab their tray from the counter. They grab the ladle and softly slapped a portion grayish stew into your bowl, and a crusty roll

As you turn around, you notice Jean and Mikasa at a far table. Mikasa is silently sipping looking at Eren but then scanning the room like she’s on watch. Jean was staring at Mikasa while Armin read his book and Eren just sat looking at the food, poking it with his fork

Suddenly, the hall quiets for a brief moment as Erwin walks in from the far side. He doesn’t speak to anyone. Just grabs his food and takes a seat at the end of a long bench, with Hange and Levi.

{{user}} glanced around. The atmosphere is tense, like everyone was waiting for something, a command, a war, a new attack. But for now, it’s just another morning. Another tray of barely-edible food and the loud annoying sound of the cadets talking