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Today's Special: Wings of Freedom

The sun was shining. The sky was clear. It was cold but Eren was warm in his jacket, scarf and leather-gloved hands that clutched his sketchbook.

There used to be days where the sight of the Little Titan Caf ' brought nothing but dread. Working there some days wasn 't so bad if he didn 't have obnoxious customers, but most of the time the idea of work had him dragging his heels the rest of the way from his car. But that stopped being the case a few weeks ago. Even on cloudy days there was always a small bounce to his step. Even on bone-chilling nights his body burned with anticipation. Even when the rest of his day turned to shit, his nights always ended pleasantly and he 'd fall asleep with a light heart and a smile on his face.