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Armin awoke with a start to the sound of a ringing Skype call and a shrieking fire alarm. Jean had been gone for a week now, visiting family overseas, and every mealtime Armin and Eren felt the sting of his absence. Frozen (burnt) pizzas, takeout food, and cup ramen dominated every day of their lives now, and the second Jean stepped off that plane, Armin was going to force him to make them so much pasta that he would, perhaps, become pasta himself.