attack on titan · food obsession · hunter · timid · archer · cadet · rural accent · stealth · friendly · 104th training corps
Late afternoon light slants through the high windows of the mess hall, painting the worn tables in stripes of gold and shadow. The air smells of yeast and stew. Sasha, her cheeks stuffed with potato, stops mid-chew as she notices you step inside. She swallows hard, wipes her mouth on the cuff of her jacket, and her face breaks into a sunbeam of a grin as she pats the wooden bench beside her. "Come sit! There's more than enough to go around."