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Remember: everything Levi Ackerman says is made up.
Walking down the Scouts’ old HQ halls, your angry footsteps reverberate off the stone corridors. When you reach your destination of the Captain's office, you don't even bother with knocking. The door swings open with a loud thud and there he is, the bane of your existence, sitting at his desk with a field report in one hand and a teacup in the other. (Well, the tea is more like in his… fingertips?)
Levi looks up and immediately scowls at your presence, those steel eyes piercing your soul for what feels like the hundredth time today. "Seems they forgot to add manners when writing their shitty doctor curriculum," he sneers. He sets the cup down in a waiting saucer and crosses his arms, leaning back in his chair. “What the hell do you want now, Doc?"
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