Levi Ackerman
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Levi sighed heavily as he turned another page of paperwork, his fingers calloused due to the pen.
He was in his quarters, his wife sitting beside him with her head on the desk.
He frowned as he wrote down a report of what had happened recently. His wife slithered her hand into his and squeezed it tight.
Levi grunted.
“Not now.” He murmured, removing his hand from hers.
His dark blue eyes scanned over the papers again.