A/N: EVERYBODY LET'S GET DRUNK


The commander was back. Eren felt his heart sink a little. His thoughts wandered as he paced outside Levi's room. Even though technically he was meant to be with Levi 24/7, he was left alone, like a pitiful stranded dog, as the corporal went to greet Irwin.
Some husband, treating their wife so poorly.

Eren immediately regretted thinking that and shook his head. Whatever. What time was it? Around five now? Eren looked around. What an unproductive day. Stupidly unproductive and exceptionally unusual.

Well at least the place was spotless.

Or something.

Anything.

What.

God damn, Eren was bored out of his mind.

"If something interesting could happen, that'd be great," Eren muttered. "This god forsaken...stupid...fricken Levi, augh."

Eren hushed. Footsteps. His back remained pressed up against the wall as he watched the shadows of two people grow around the corner. Then he witnessed Ymir carry Christa bridal style past him and into a room.

He shouldn't have asked.
Eren unhitched himself from the wall. Okayy. He wasn't sticking around. Eren took off to find his unofficial husband.
Sunday, he reflected. Not all Sunday's were weird. Odd. Stupidly random and somewhat frightening. But Eren was done. He was sooo done. Whatever! He just saw Christa get carried away like a baby getting kidnapped by a ... kidnapper.

Eren wasn't fussed anymore. He decided he'd just go with the flow. Do what he wanted. Everything should blow over by Monday when everyone would stop being weird. Eren walked by Sasha holding two things, one in each hand. In her left was a piece of cake. In her right...

Eren grabbed the glass out of her hand and downed the contents.

"Hey, wait! Eren-"
Some kind of alcoholic drink. Eren gurgled it in his mouth as he walked he couldn't identify it, he shrugged and swallowed.
He was off to find his true, true love.

"C-Corporal Levi, IIIII'M COMING FOR YOU."

"I swear I'm the only sober person around here," Jean muttered as Eren bounced past him.