"Sorry I'm late…"

The whole group of new-apprentices stare at Eren. He wasn't meant to be late; he was supposed to arrive five-minutes earlier, but those apples… They were sp crisp and cold and juicy and- well, they lulled him to sleep almost immediately. He didn't get any unpacking done, and he woke up with only ten minutes to get ready.

Eren can't stop his chest from heaving; let's just say it's been a while since he ran a mile through the busy streets of London. Using the back of his hand, he wipes some sweat off his forehead, and then pulls his bandanna from around his neck, back to its original place.

A short man that Eren had mistaken for another apprentice clears his throat to get his attention. "You have five seconds to join the group otherwise you will lose your apprenticeship." It takes Eren a second to understand what he said because of his flat tone and expression. He quickly steps over to the group.

"Right, I expect you will all be on time in the future otherwise, your being late will come with severe punishments." The whole time the short man stares at Eren through his jet-black bangs. "Like I said earlier, I'm Levi, your boss, but you will call me Mr. Ackerman. Today I will be showing you brats around the site. Got it?" Everybody nods, but no one as viciously as Eren, who's scared out of his skin. "Follow me."

Mr. Ackerman walks out of the foyer and into a large room with six desks, all of which have a looming pile of paperwork on them.

"This is your shared office. Each of you will probably end up specialising in different departments – depending on your apprenticeship – but you all start here. My office is there-" He points at a tinted window on one side of the room, you can barely make out where his desk is, "-and I will be watching you at all times. So if you children try anything stupid-" he again motions to the window, "-you will have to face me."

At every threat, Mr. Ackerman's eyes seem to land on him, and each time a new bead of seat breaks out on the back of Eren's neck. He leads them through the corridor connected to the office and shows them the cafeteria ("And no, this is not an escape from me, as I will again be supervising."), the mailroom, the bathroom and the main offices. The main building is split into three departments: the payments department which handle the sales, the communications department which handle the business proposals, and then the business supervision department which is where their office is located. Each department practically has the same layout, except adjusted for their specific needs. In the middle of the triangularly-shaped building is a garden which they have to cross to get to each department.

By the time the tour finished, Eren and all of the other apprentices were exhausted. Not only because they had to walk so far, but also because Mr. Ackerman is an incredibly fast walker, for someone so short. He mustn't come to any higher than Eren's shoulder, but his dead eyes and scary tone are enough to frighten Napoleon himself. No wonder he was chosen to look after the apprentices, they're all so scared of him that they won't dare do anything stupid. Eren pulls out and checks his phone, 3:42pm. It's over five hours since he had something to eat, and his stomach is practically screaming in hunger.

"Okay, brats, listen up. Tour's over. I expect you to be here at 7am on Monday morning, got it? No exceptions; if you're late - you're gone." Again, Mr. Ackerman makes eye contact with Eren, and seems to smirk. God, he'll kill me if I'm late… Eren can't help but worry.

The apprentices slip off; some of them had started talking during the tour and haven't stopped since. He's surprised that Mr. Ackerman didn't say anything.

Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Eren turns around and starts to walk away.

"Jaeger!" He abruptly turns around at the sound of that flat voice. "If you're late again on Monday, you're out."

Eren nods, and walks away before Mr. Ackerman stops him again.

"God, that darn Mr. Ackerman… God, if he kicks me out… God…" he mutters to himself.

Halfway back to the apartment, Eren gets lost, so he stops to look around to see if he can identify his surroundings. Out of the corner of his eye he sees a familiar black head pass just below his line of sight – Mr. Ackerman. Has he been following him? Is he here to tell him that he's fired? God. What would his Dad say if he turned up on the doorstep not even a week before leaving. He would be angry. God, more than angry. It's then that Eren realises that Mr. Ackerman isn't even paying any attention to him - in fact, he just walked straight past! Eren then recognises the tube station on the opposite side of the road; he walked past it on his way to the 'Wings of Liberty' building. So he continues to walk, this time confident in where he is going. Ahead of him – in the crowd – Eren sees Mr. Ackerman's short figure walking through the busy sidewalk filled with strangers – but after a while, Levi loses sight of him. It almost looked like he was heading towards Eren's flat… But he must have turned a corner. Mustn't he?

By the time he reaches the door to the flat, Eren's legs feel like jelly – all wobbly, weak and weird. The envelope on the door is gone, but he doesn't pay too much attention. His flatmates probably back. He pulls out his iPhone and checks the time- 4:15pm. He tries to recall the note his flatmate left him before entering…

Out till 4pm, help yourself to snacks.

That's all Eren can remember, after reading that he had gone nuts on eating the apples.

"Well, it's now or never… Time to meet my new roommate…" He thinks, before turning the knob and pushing the squeaky door open.