A/N: I have such limited internet access in China it's ridiculous. 20 hrs PER MONTH at my grandpa's out where I'm staying. aha. Bit late but I've managed to get you guys chapter 14.
COMMANDER IRWIN POV. I swear I'm just gonna make everyone drunk by the end of this story or something. Read and review ~
(this is for my friend Joelin who ships Irvai. xD)
What a shitty day Irwin was having. Solo mission man mode Irwin had failed. In the end he couldn't find a god damn backscratcher for sale. Stupid, stupid. Why don't people sell backscratchers? They sold everything useless. Except booze. Irwin took a swig from his bottle and exhaled as he began the climb back to where his Recon troops were.
Levi's birthday had a bad effect on him. Eren. So crucial to all his plans, such an important piece of intel for humanity, and so fricken annoying. Irwin reached to scratch his back.
His face was flushed and his movements weak. He really shouldn't show himself to his troops in his current state but his mental response to his own thought was very much 'screw that' as he threw open the door to the building.
"I'm back!" he yelled as he tumbled in on a stunned Levi. Irwin straightened somewhat but was glad it was Levi to greet him at the door and noone else. It was still best for his troops to never see him like he was.
"Help me to my bedroom, will you," Irwin said, stumbling towards and promptly fell onto Levi.
"Get off, you smell like shit."
"THAT was *hic* an order!"
"What in the world were you doing, I thought you were on business."
"I was!"
"Really."
"I WAS TRYING TO FIND A BLOODY BACKSCRATCHER-hey..."
"No."
"Hey Levi, scratch my back for m-"
"No, no, no," Levi said and dropped Irwin on his bed. "Go die." With that he stormed out of the room.
Irwin raised his bottle to his lips and let the remaining alcohol dribble down into his mouth. Oh how he loved the little man. Then he passed out.
