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Ymir placed the boom box speaker over her head all the while blasting cheesy cliché romantic music which in her ears sounded like shit, although romance was her theme for tonight.
"Christa!"
She tried to shout as quietly as she could but how does one whisper shout when you're trying to wake someone up in their home? You can't, unless the person is a light sleeper and Christa was definitely not one of those people.
"Christa!"
After waiting for a couple of more minutes, doubts started to fill her mind on if this idea was a bad one. Having a boom box over your head while playing cheesy music plus trying to shout in the middle of the night didn't exactly sound perfect.
All of sudden, a glimper of hope happened. The light illuminated the room, showing an outline of somebody through the curtains. Ymir smiled upon seeing this.
Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea.
The window opened quickly, "Will you turn that shit off! Fucking hell I'm trying to sleep, stupid kids nowadays" then the window was slammed closed in anger.
Maybe this was a bad idea after all.
Ymir was at the wrong house most definitely, seeing as an old man just shouted at her moments ago.
"But her house number is 010…wait a second-" Ymir grabbed her phone to look at the message that was sent to her from Christa "Oh that's why, it's house 020…Well that explains everything"
Carrying the boom box, she finally reached the right house and played the songs again while chanting "Christa!" over and over again until she saw the light flick on in Christa's roon.
The window opened slowly, the blonde looked extremely tired, she didn't have her eyes fully open to see who had disturbed her.
"Can you please turn that annoying music off! I'm trying to sleep and I can't when I all I hear is 'Never gonna give you up, Never gonna let you down-' like…please stop"
Ymir immediately turned it off and coughed awkwardly, "Sorry".
Christa's eyes widened, realising who that voice belonged to. As soon as her blue eyes made contact with Ymir, she sighed and placed her chin against the palms of her hands on the windowsill.
"And what exactly are you doing Ymir at this hour?"
"Doing a serenade for my beautiful angel…are you going to let me in now because it's freezing"
Christa gave a heartwarming smile "You're so stupid, come on climb the tree near my room and enter through this window"
"Why can't you just open the door for me, your parents aren't even here because they're on holiday. Come on Christa are you really going to make me climb up the tree?"
"Yes"
"Why?" she groaned in discontent
"You woke me up"