Warning: Some bad language and football (soccer) terms ahead, read at own risk!
You yawned as you sat yourself down on your blue cooler, dropping your gym bag at your feet in the process. Getting your phone from your pocket you checked the time, again, before groaning loudly. Seeing that you also had no new messages, you silently vowed to ride along with Mikasa next time, even if that meant you had to get out of bed earlier; she would also have to pick up Armin, who happened to inconveniently live on the other side of town.
As it was, however, you had to wait for Reiner, who never was as punctual as you’d like him to be. This resulted in people, usually you since your mom wouldn’t let you borrow her car, waiting for him for hours. Okay, maybe not hours, but long enough to make you consider getting out of bed earlier to hitch a ride with Mikasa. Resisting the urge to check your phone again, you took a deep breath and closed your eyes. It was way too earl