Just a filthy apartment

Mikasa glared at me briefly before waving her hand dismissively.

"You can come inside I guess."

I hesitated but then I entered the cramped apartment, Eren was right. It was cramped, wonder how he must feel.

I saw Eren sitting on an old leather couch, with a medium coffee table in front of it that had tissues and lotion off to the side in front of a tiny TV. He was staring at his phone scrolling through what looked like Reddit.

"Oi, brat, what are you looking at?" I said from what I wished had been over him, but even though he was sitting down we were at eye level.

"Hm?' Eren said, he slowly looked up at me and said blatantly, "Porn. You wouldn't like it."

Not knowing what to say I just looked at him with disgust. "What the fuck."

Eren chuckled, "I'm just kidding- it's cars."

Annoyed I took the phone from him only to find he was in fact telling the truth. It was cars, a Dodge Challenger Hellcat to be exact.

"Hey give that back!" Eren said swiping the phone from my grasp, "What are you still doing here anyways?"

"You wanted me to take on the supposed scary sister. I guess my job is done." I was about to leave but Mikasa blocked the door.

"Get Eren off the couch please. All he does when he's not at work is live on that couch. His best friend Armin is too busy," Mikasa paused looking directly at Eren, "attending college," she shifted her gaze back to me. "to distract Eren and give him something to do."

With that Mikasa marched on over to where Eren sat, not listening, to grab him by the ear and pull him up.

"HEY MIKASA- OW OW OW-!" He attempted to pull her hand free from his ear but her grip wouldn't budge.

She dragged him over to where I stood by the door and let go when she reached me. "Do whatever with him," she paused, looking me up and down "as long as it's legal and safe."

I sighed, why couldn't Petra just have gotten my message that night and picked me up like I had asked. Now I have to deal with a brat and his sister. On that note I looked around the apartment they shared, it was filthy. I'm not over-exaggerating either, if dust could talk this room would be so fucking loud. There were dust bunnies everywhere, not to mention the cockroaches living within those dust bunnies. I shivered at the thought of what else might be living here. How do they sleep at night?

"Do I have permission to force him help me clean up this du- humble abode?" I asked, flicking my eyes over to his sister.

She scoffed, "Sure! I haven't the time to clean and Eren could give less of a shit than he already does." She looked over at Eren whom was rubbing his ear with an exaggerated frown.

"Anyways I have to go to work, I'm already late because I stayed here waiting for Eren so he could get his keys. I hope to see you soon." She sighed looking at her watch and headed for the door.

"Yes, you can count on me and Eren to clean this place up." Why am I like this?

As soon as Mikasa shut the door behind her and I heard it lock, I swiveled on my heel to face Eren. "Now, brat, you're about to get to work and help me clean this dump you call home."