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This story with be in (Y/n)'s P.O.V unless said otherwise... Begin!*
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Cleaning.
That's all I'm allowed to do.
Clean the stables, wash the dishes, mop the floors, clean the blood off the uniforms, sharpen the swords on the 3DMG.
It's all because of him. Our captian. He may be humanity's strongest, but he's also humanity's most annyoing, smartass, witty brat. I have to do everything for him. Make his tea 'Perfectly'. and if he is not satisfied, you have to start all again. Game over. He puts all the work on me. He doesn't even bother Eren anymore. It's always "Oi! Brat! Clean up the table! Make it shine!" Or, if he's in a good mood that day.. "Oi! (Y/n)! Hurry up with my tea! You missed a spot on this plate, Dumbass." It's too much. Just kill me already.
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Sorry this is short, I just wanted to see what you guys thought. Should I continue? Scrap the idea?
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Till Death Do Us Part (Levi Ackerman X Reader)
FanfictionMy first "x reader" to be posted on anything. Ever. WARNING: THIS STORY SUCKS ASS All characters except for (Y/n) go to their rightful owner. *I do not own Attack On Titan*
