"Aren't you going to thank me? I just saved your ass back there."
She questioned in a 'matter of a fact' tone as she glance down at the small boy besides her feet.
"I don't have to thank you."
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In Lev...
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Levi wasn't kidding when he said he woke up with an massive headache. And I wasn't kidding when I said I was there by his side. It was an chilly morning just like any other. I was busy filling out forms and paperwork's, forgetting about how the whole corps were under the weather today. Most of them was probably throwing up right as I speak.
Sadly my morning was interrupted by Hange. Who barbed into my room unannounced. They swung my door open with concern and they also had something to say to me. They rushed up to me, ignoring how concentrated I was on my work.
"Levi is killing himself."
I hummed, "Seems like something he would do. Probably like in the depths of his bathroom. Cause he has to much pride to commit suicide in the middle of nowhere." Cracking each of my knuckles with my thumb. "So where was the body?"
Hange furrowed their brows. Tilting their head in confusion. Shaking my sentence out of their head, Hange placed their hand on mines.
"No. I mean that Levi is having a hangover."
I grumbled. Plopping onto my chair. Picking up my pen again, ready to get to work. After hearing the news. I could tell that Hange wanted an response. But I literally had nothing to say. So I thought of something from the top of my head.
"At least he's sober?"
"You sound like you were very into Levi's dead body."
I clicked my tongue, "I mean who wouldn't?"
Hange didn't know if I was kidding with her or not. The serious tone in my voice was really messing with their mind. Hange sighed, grabbing onto my wrist as hey pulled me up from my chair. Dragging me towards my door with a lot of effort.
"Where are we going?"
Hange stopped, frowning. They were definitely thinking about something. Something hat I didn't want to question about. Deep in thought, Hange loosened their grip on my wrist. Finally letting my wriggling my arms out of their reach.
"[Y/N] I'm glad to see you in fine health."
I grinned, "You too Mike. Thought those five glasses of beer would bring you down this morning." He smiled, patting the top of my head. "Guess that you are Humanity's second strongest after all."
Mike leaned down. Sniffing me, which was not out of the usual. Instead it would be abnormal if he didn't do that. Sighing, Mike stood right back up. Straightening his posture.
"Smells like you didn't have any drinks yesterday [Y/N]."
"Not surprising, huh, Mike?." I hummed, "I don't drink liquor that much." He nodded, suddenly walking away. Which is another normal thing the guy does. I shrugged. "I guess the conversation is over now."
