Historia didn’t want or need a roommate. She thought she’d made that very clear. She’d told both Erwin and Hange she was fine on his own until she was blue in the face that she didn’t need a roommate, but Erwin and Hange had been insistent that she find a roommate so that he didn’t have to be alone all the time.

Just a few short days later, you stood in the opposite side of his quarters, unpacking your things when you heard a rather loud sigh from your new roommate, “So you’re the roommate? Lucky me.”