Don't Call Me Angel, Jerk [ Levi Ackerman ]

Chapter 69 - Wasted

"Hi, Levi"

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"Thesis folder, thesis folders, thesis folders" Vien scanned the tidied stack of papers, trying to find a specific folder "Where are they?"

It was 9 PM, and they weren't lying when they said it was gonna be loud. Because the deafening cheers and shouts of people were heard below her room. Every sound that rang through her walls was similar to that of a rumbling earthquake

After minutes of searching, Vien realized that it was still inside the doctors' quarters. She sighed in frustration before removing her nightdress, then changed into a new uniform again. Vien went out of her room and walked through the empty corridors, yup. every one of them were in the Mess Hall now

Vien tried turning the doorknob open, but it was was locked. Darn it, I forgot that Francis carried the keys now. Don't tell me I'd have to go inside that chaotic room Vien cursed herself under her breath before forcing herself to go in the Hall. She stood in front of the door

The shaking, steel doorknob alone already made her picture the noisiness of the room. All their loud yells became earsplitting in this distance, and it made her hesitate to get the key from Francis

"You're not going to celebrate with them, just get the key and you're out" Vien reassured herself, before taking a step inside the huge room

Her jaw instantly drops at the sight of the large room, it was barely even bright enough inside, the smell of fresh alcohol penetrated the air, and everyone was wasted. It literally turned the quiet Mess Hall into an underground bar. Not a single person stayed still, all were either knocked out, drunk, or boisterous. Vien stared at them, utterly speechless at the very scene

Out of twenty lanterns, only two were lit up. It showed very little of the room that she didn't realize there were more people drinking in the corners. Vien tried not to get sucked in the lively, dark atmosphere, so she winded her way between the warm crowd. Finally finding the familiar people in the distance, a scoff escaped her mouth when there sat Francis and Eric who were drunk talking. Including Aaron who laid his head on the table, already knocked out

"This is insane" Vien frustratingly groaned, stepping out of the crowd

Suddenly, her arm was gripped onto by someone. It pulled her away from where she was heading to, but it was dark that she couldn't even recognize them from behind

Later, they swung their arm on her shoulder. Only then Vien realized it was Hanji. Disheveled hair, empty bottle on another hand, and a slurred way of speaking "I never expect I'd see you here Vienny!!!!"

"Oh sorry are you Vienny?" Hanji giggles "You look exactly like her, just like the beaaaautiful shorty deity of the Survey Corpshsjzhh"

"Are you crazy?" - "Since you're here, can you go find another bottle for me?" She weakly grins

Vien scoffs "You have had enough, stop drinking and clean yourself"

"One more p~" Hanji tried pleading her, but her words started turning into gibberish the longer she spoke

Even though the cheers of drunk scouts dominated the atmosphere, Hanji still heard Vien when she agreed. "Fine fine! Just stay on that table. I'll get one more" She yanks Hanji's hand away and walked towards the storage on the sides

She scanned the boxes, and when she caught a box of wine on the corner, she was about to pick one bottle up until she was stopped. It was a person she didn't recognize

"No, don't touch that wine. You can get the ones over there" He stated

Vien didn't have time to think that much into his adamance, so she listened to him and took a bottle from the lower shelves. When she approached Hanji who was slouching on the table, she placed the bottle down with crossed arms