Your eyes scanned through the perfect, pretty faces of the wealthy- extremely wealthy merchant and noble pigs as they drunk and boasted around. A fundraiser for the Scouts was what it was, something you hated with all your heart but had to endure due to your rank and Erwin's orders. Now you were sitting in a corner table, silent beside your long time comrade, friend and a fellow captain Levi. His expression was as bored and criticizing as you felt though he didn't utter anything. Having known him for long, it was not a herculean task to tell that he despised this all too. And there you both were, brooding together at the lively fundraiser.