He was acting like a child on Christmas morning, filled with such a sense of excitement that Armin was unsure where it was coming from. “Mmm? Eren? Wh-What are you doing awake?” He asked quietly, giving his eyes a rub. Blinking the sleep away from his eyes and steadying his vision in the low light of the moonlit room, his gaze met with a very bright eyed Eren.
Armin shifted softly underneath the blankets until he was partially awake. “Armin, wake up!” Came a hushed but eager whisper from Eren who was kneeled at Armin’s bedside.
