Levi:

I crouched on a thick tree branch outside Eren's window waiting for him to finally decide to put on PJ's and go to bed. Not that I was a stalker or anything but because I'm what you call a Sleepbringer, or as the humans call us, Sandmen. Usually the job calls for waiting for hours on your ass and watching until my client decides to go to sleep. My task after that is simple; I phase into the room and sprinkle my sleeping dust over them- which let me tell you causes a shitty mess if not done right.

It's a very easy job as long as you have patience, but I do not. So of course my last client of the night refuses to go to bed and I'm stuck sitting in a tree that's probably infested with insects waiting for Eren to get his act together and go to sleep.

I'm about to phase into his room and knock him out while he paces the floor when I feel someone heavily breathing down my neck. I don't even have to turn around to know it's Hangi.

"Leeeeeviii~" They singsong into my ear. I push them away in a futile attempt to get them to leave me alone.

"What the fuck do you want, Shitty Goggles?" I manage to put a good amount of space between us and am still able to keep visual on Eren.

They poke me in the arm before practically yelling in my ear, "Silly! I'm here to remind you of transition you're going to be making in less than 2 months!" They pull out some kind of pamphlet from god knows where and proceed to shove it in my face. "As you can see, the upcoming of your 100 years of service to the Sleepbringers is almost up. So, as the contract we created states, your transition into becoming human starts in 2 weeks! This process will be slow and will take a few weeks to complete."

She continues rambling about how at first I'll only be visible to people for 5 minutes or something but I already know this. When I died 100 years ago I had the choice of continuing into the afterlife, or to become a Sleepbringer and be reincarnated after 100 years of service.

I had been 23 and working in a textile mill when an accident occurred. Me being the perfectionist I am, I noticed the fabric wasn't flat enough for my liking so I went to fix it. Meanwhile I'd failed to realize my shoulder had got caught in the machine so my arm was all torn up. By the time people had actually gotten me to the hospital, I'd already lost too much blood. I don't remember it being painful, but then again it was a century ago and I had lost a lot of blood so I was probably in a daze the whole time.

One thing I do remember was my beloved Petra. She was the most beautiful girl in town and I'd wanted her to be mine. Back then I was a very awkward, very short guy with a shitty sense of humor. Who am I kidding I'm still that today.

She was a choirgirl at the church I went to but we'd never talked. We would say 'hello' to each other sometimes, but mostly it was just small smiles and waves during services. Every time I had the courage to start a conversation she'd be talking to Auruo, who was 2 years younger than me and found enjoyment in copying the way I talked.

By the time I'd had my accident, I'd already given up the hope that one day she'd like me as much as I'd liked her. Even so, when I was given the chance of being able to look after her and her dreams I'd immediately said yes.

I watched over her as she married Auruo and carried his children. It hurt like hell knowing she loved him and not me, but I was glad knowing she was happy.

The day she died was the day I received two new people to watch over. Even in my distracted state, I refused to make a mistake during my job.

Eventually I got far enough in experience to be able to care of three people which is why I'm currently waiting outside of Eren Jaeger's damn house at 3 a.m.

I would never admit it out loud, but he was pretty decent looking. That definitely didn't make up for the fact that I still had another client to put to sleep and I myself was fucking exhausted. What you probably didn't know was that Sandmen tend to sleep at least once during a 72 hour time period and it's currently been 87 hours since I last slept.

Hangi pulls me out of the shit puddle my mind's in by screeching on her spot on the tree branch.

"HE HAS ABBS! OH GOOD LORD! Why haven't you told me this?! You keeping him for yourself?" They're currently pressed against the window salivating on the glass.

Tch "Hangi, close your nasty mouth and step away from the window." I walk over an pry them off the glass.

"OH! Well it seems I'm needed elsewhere. Goodnight, Levi." They start to fade away before adding, "Have fun with, Eren!" They wink and fade away before I can manage to strangle them.

I sigh and phase into Eren's room where he's currently crying in his bed. Hangi had told me he'd had a lost a loved one so I should make sure to give him 'extra sweet dreams.' I pull out my black pouch and focus on nice things before letting the gold sparkles cascade upon his chestnut hair.

He starts to mumble about titans or some shit, but I'm used to his sleep talking by now. I've been his Sleepbringer ever since he was born and to say I was scared out of my mind the first time his sleep talking occurred would be an understatement.

I stay a little while longer to make sure he stays asleep, since he has a habit of waking up right when I'm about to leave, and clean his room up a little because he has a stereotypical teenage boy's room.

When it reaches around 4 a.m. I leave to go tend to my last client of the night who's probably gone crazy thinking she has insomnia. I turn back to look at Eren one more time before I descend into the night.