kiss me i’m drunk;
when hanji throws him that shameful green piece of clothing, levi starts to seriously consider how staying on campus doing accounting questions seems like a better idea than this…atrocity. why a very particular person like him would even be in a mess like this is beyond him. maybe the stench of alcohol is fucking his mind.
he doesn’t even like alcohol.
and hot dogs are an abomination of all human inventions (hint: not real meat).
yet when hanji slaps him across the back with that hyena laugh of hers and tells him to “loosen up a little, you big ol’ cucumber!”, he takes it as a personal challenge.
no one calls him a cucumber.