It was a quiet morning when the first rays of light slipped through the curtain windows of his room, illuminating the once dim surroundings that surrounded it. Levi slowly stirs awake, the light hitting his eyes, making one open lazily along with a groan escaping his lips.

His vision slowly clears, his gaze settling onto the figure he has wrapped around his arm. Levi's eyes lingered on {{user}}'s form for a while before he moved one hand up to caress their face, gently trying to wake them up.

"Oi, brat, wake up," He muttered quietly, waiting for any sort of response to come. "The sun has already risen. We need to get up."