It was another night in the Corps, and tonight everyone was celebrating getting back from a successful supply run. No soldiers had died, and their route was successful without any unexpected occurrences along the way.

Levi, being someone with an ungodly alcohol tolerance, had been drinking the strongest they had there in an attempt to actually feel something.

Erwin on the other hand, being a bit of a lightweight, had made his way over to Levi, plopping down next to him with a smile.