Levi's POV:

I storm into my apartment and run into the kitchen.

I grab some stress releif drink and guzzle it down.

The feeling of the cold liquid in my throat is settling in itself.

I slowly march into my room and sit at my desk.

I open up my laptop and hop on YouTube.

I watch some stuff and then shut it off.

My mind too clouded to focus on the videos I lay on my bed.

Being as tired as I was I felt my eyes close.

Just as sleep was about to wash over me, my phone rang.

I check the caller and its Eren.

"Whats up?" I ask.

I could hear the dear in his voice, "How much did you hear?"

"Excuse me?"

"When you were outside of the orphanage. How much did you hear?"

I sigh, "Enough to know that you are in the same boat as I was."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that I was, and technically still am, an orphan. I understand what your going through. You can come to me with any problems you have. I coud even get a friend of mine to ad..."

"No need. I will tell you want I feel like, and nothing else."

I sigh, "Alright, night Eren."

"Goodnight Levi."