Oh, there's a little cursing. This is the Corporal we're talking about.
Seated at a table for two, Levi observed as [F/n] surveyed the first-class cafe; famous for being frequently visited by personalities. Her eyes trailed from corner to corner only to conceal themselves again, behind the menu in her tight grip.
"What would you like to have, Mr. Ackerman?" a waitress inquired, a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other.
Putting down the menu, Levi answered in his usual dull tone, "Black tea and this br- lady here will have vanilla tea."
[F/n] flinched when he referred to her, [e/c] orbs widened in surprise as they looked up from the menu to meet his dark hues.
"I'll be back shortly with your orders." The waitress bowed before leaving the table of two.
The mood around the pair was heavy and it was silent. Of course it'll be. Levi Ackerman; the famous CEO of the Acker