AN: I am incredibly, incredibly sorry for how late this is, but not only was it finals, I had 4 different issues back to back with technology, thankfully, it should all be resolved and I really apologize. Thank you all for sticking with the story through this.
Chapter 2- Boredom Breaks the Mold (and some pans)
After approximately 12 words Petra physically saw Levi lose interest in Hanji's rambling, though she didn't blame him, the "connection between the nerves and the cerebellum of the...caused...next, we'll test the flammability..." wasn't exactly interesting and great as far as first conversations go. Nonetheless, Petra faithfully stayed in Hanji's presence, though her attention was definitely not on her topic. Spacing out, she thought of scenarios that could explain how Hanji even knew the man she had met earlier. She had briefly mentioned the science program, but at that point Petra had been too entranced by the fact that a very attractive (not freakishly tall) man was in their dorm room.
By some miracle, Hanji's stomach growled, sending the enthusiastic Psychologist to the small kitchenette effectively leaving the two alone. Taking a risk, Petra prayed she had heard right, and spoke up, begging whatever higher powers there were that she wouldn't stutter.
"So what do you do with the science program?" she asked, quite proud that her begs were successful.
His stoic face splashed with slight relief as he ran his fingers over the linen in his pocket, slightly more enthusiastic, he began to explain, and Petra couldn't help but smile and blush like a twelve year old around their favorite celebrity.
"Actually it wasn't my choice to join the program, my shitty adviser said it would help me get extra credits, so I can get out of this place sooner." His face kept a steady scowl, supporting one of Petra's theories that he wasn't huge into the whole college thing.
"Surely your adviser isn't that bad, there's no way he's as shitty as the school coffee?" She hoped her joke wasn't too bad considering it was only the third time they talked. Shockingly enough, he actually seemed to have a smile cross his face, compromising her attempts to hide her blush.
"I suppose you're right. I'm actually quite impressed that Hanji hasn't dragged you into the program as well," he stated, cringing as the shrill sound of metal colliding with the floor blessed their ears, followed by a string of curses. It could only be assumed that whatever Hanji had been holding fell to the floor.
After about two minutes of yells and rants from the bespectacled woman, it was finally quiet enough for Petra to answer Levi, though occasional wails of dismay could be heard regarding the broken pan.
"Actually, I've just been unwilling, I suppose I should be trying to get back home to my family soon. You said it gives you extra credits?" Petra feared her lack of knowledge on college matters would put her at a disadvantage, but upon arriving, she had realized that almost no one knew what the hell they were doing. However, Levi seemed to know a lot about how graduation worked.
"I would explain now, but I'm scared if I stick around, I might get food poisoning from whatever Hanji is currently cursing in there," he explained, gesturing to the kitchen, "What classes do you have tomorrow?"
"Nothing until 10:00," the ginger replied, the vague thought that he might actually ask her on a date.
"Good, Hanji and you should come to the coffee shop with some of my friends and I to talk about joining the club. It should help you get home sooner," he said as he approached the door waiting for the woman's response.
It was all Petra could muster to nod in confirmation.
Petra's heart fell hearing that there was nothing private or romantic about the date, however, for some reason she decided she would dedicate herself to this selfless, sarcastic man who was walking out of the door into the hall way.
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