Of tea, apples and embarrassing dates // Ereri //

1- Levi is a clean freak

The alarm starts ringing and Levi curses out loud. He reaches for the nightstand with a hand, face still buried in his pillow, and successfully manages to make his watch fall on the floor before actually hitting the alarm. He grunts a muffled fuck and unwillingly gets up. He kneels down to pick up the fallen watch and so joyfully discovers the dirt gathered under his bed which, just saying, he had cleaned barely three days ago.

Okay, this day surely isn't going to be the highlight of my week, he thinks.

And, really, the day isn't going to be any better -he knows it- because if there's something he's learnt in his thirty-five years of life, it is that the whole day is going to totally suck -like, big time suck- when he feels that worn out in the morning.

Levi grumpily heads to the shower, bringing his boxers with him, along with a pair of black sweatpants and a dark gray t-shirt. Fuck, he doesn't even feel like drying his hair afterward. Fuck it. Wet hair it'll be. The weather is warm enough anyway.

***

So, it turned out the weather isn't that warm today after all and the cold air blowing on his wet nape is gonna gift him a cold for sure. Not only this: he had relied on the fact that not drying his hair would have given him some spare time and had eventually decided to swipe the floor under his bed and then, why not, his whole bedroom. Needless to say, he managed to be late, and Levi absolutely hates to be late.

This the reason why he is now running -fast pacing- on the sidewalk, accidentally bumping into people and receiving death glares from everyone. Good, he has the outstanding ability to send the best death glares in return, and has the tiniest bit of fun doing it too.

He stops abruptly when walking in front of the coffee shop he is used to having breakfast in and briefly takes a look at his watch. So, okay: he is pretty late. But, on the other hand, he isn't that late and he usually never happens to be late. What does it matter if it only is this once?

He ignores the guilt and the slight bit of shame he's actually feeling and enters the coffee shop.

The young man behind the counter -yes, he's calling him that, because he absolutely does not know his name- raises his head a little and, fuck, he smiles when their eyes meet. "Hello. The usual?"

Levi nods. Maybe the morning isn't gonna be that terrible in the end.