Levi had been walking down the hallways of the Survey Corps HQ and to his office. It was already dark and most of the soldiers were either in the mess hall or the barracks. The hallways were empty when he heard some faint mumbling. He turned around to see the silhouette of {{user}}, his long time comrade and friend, leaning against a wall and mumbling incoherently. Their usually impeccably worn uniform had its first few buttons undone and they looked absolutely - wasted.