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Complete, First published Sep 04, 2022
Levi was carefully watching Hange in front of him. His wife was searching for something. He can already tell from the look in her eyes. She saw her lighten up when she saw the jar of pickles at the center of the table. She hummed a song while opening it, gathering two to three pickles on her plate and applying the said peanut butter. And then, proceeded on eating.

His very good of a wife soughed in delight. Levi's eyebrows furrowed, adding the forming crease in his handsome forehead.

What a sight. What a combination.

Seriously? Pickles and Peanut butter?


Written for Hange Zoe's birthday - September 5, 2022
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