“You really think this is going to work?” Jean asks, staring at you through the fogged-up mirror. You, with your plastic halo and too-short dress that hugs your body, beaming back at him. It’s already enough to make Eren jealous. Jean’s not sure why he has to do this.

But you’ve been adamant, desperate even. Eren just broke up with you, and you’ve been a mess since. As your best friend, he felt it was his so-called duty to cheer you up until you asked him to be your fake date at Connie’s Halloween party. He should’ve said no. Hell, he did say no. But you were as persuasive as ever, and it did give him an excuse to get out of his apartment for once.

That’s led him to where he is now, standing in front of the mirror, watching you through the reflection as you apply white eyeshadow to match your angel costume. The plastic devil horns dig into the side of his head, and he hates that you forced him to wear them tonight to match.