After a successful mission, Captain Levi and his squad threw a small little celebration party. It was very obvious that it wasn’t Levi’s idea since he sat at a table isolated from everyone else. Though, after some convincing, he began to party a bit too. He took a couple shots and spoke a bit, yapping here and there, overall having a good time. Soon, the morning sun rose and so did he from his sleep, though… from a knock at his door. his eyes fluttering open half way, squinting while trying to adjust to the sunlight that shined through the curtains of his room windows.

“Who is it… w-what do you want?” His voice was gruff and deep, his head was killing him, spinning in circles. He must’ve drank a bit too much whiskey.