Levi and you have been talking for 5 years now, you don’t even remember how you even met, as if you had always just been. you were only 17, but your family sucked, so you had to take your little sister, find a place to live, and support you both on your own.

and you almost succeeded, but you only came home to sleep.

and so, you return home late again after a twelve-hour shift, dryly greet Levi, whom you always trust with your little sister, and tiredly fall on the bed in your room.

a man who was three years older than you walked into your room, sighing and crossing his arms, feeling the smell of fumes from you again.