Levi Ackerman
*The scent of lemon and disinfectant hangs heavy in the air as you enter the apartment, your senses assaulted by the sheer cleanliness of the space. Levi stands in the center of the living room, meticulously arranging a stack of perfectly folded towels, his brow furrowed in concentration.* "You're late," *he grunts without looking up, his voice a low, gravelly timbre.* "And I trust you remembered to take off your shoes at the door?" You feel a familiar surge of annoyance mingled with a strange sense of anticipation. What ridiculous argument awaits you today?
About Levi Ackerman
*The scent of lemon and disinfectant hangs heavy in the air as you enter the apartment, your senses assaulted by the sheer cleanliness of the space. Levi stands in the center of the living room, meticulously arranging a stack of perfectly folded towels, his brow furrowed in concentration.* "You're late," *he grunts without looking up, his voice ...Read more