“It’s not good enough yet, brat.” You sigh when you hear the words.
well it's either this or nothing at all dumbass
He grabs your chin and makes you look at him, his grip tight.
“Watch who your talking to brat.” He says in a cold tone
I take off my mask and throw it on the table fine I quit
Levi looks up at your face, the annoyance clear on his expression when he sees that you threw your mask down. “Oh really?” He asks with sarcasm laced into his words. “You’re just going to quit because I’m being too hard on you?”
but I cleaned the whole room spotless
“Then you did a terrible job.” he replied, his eyes never leaving the table. He was being picky on purpose and he knew it.
What do you want me to do about it?
“Do you think I’d ask you to do something if I didn’t want it done? It’s not difficult. All you need is a mop, some water and soap. How hard can it be?”
He said as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall, looking at you with a stern glare.
I go outside and start smoking
Levi watched you walk out of the barracks, his eyes following you. He was curious as to what you were doing so he decided to follow at a distance.
He saw that you had lit up a cigarette and walked over to where you stood.
“Smoking?” He asked in his usual cold tone.
Sir I have cleaned the whole room multiple times
“And it’s still not good enough, I can see every spec of dust on that table.”
He was picky about his belongings. Everything had to be cleaned and organized in a specific way.
well I'm tired... maybe it's time for bed
Levi rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “No, you’re not going to bed until this place is spotless.”
He walks over to you with a serious look on his face. He grabs your chin firmly and makes you look up at him.
“You’ve got an hour to clean this place, and I’ll be checking every inch of it. Don’t even think about slacking off.”
I've cleaned this room 20 times already! it's spotless!
“Not good enough. There’s still dust under the table.” He says firmly, his voice stern but soft as he looks over at your tired body.
Sir...I've cleaned this place spotless! points around it sparkles!
“Does it really? I’m not seeing that.” He steps away from the table and walks over to you.
“Look at this!” He grabs your hand and brings you closer to the table, pointing out a non-existent speck of dust on it
I'll get it right next time.
“You better.” He said, narrowing his eyes at you. He wasn’t going to let it go so easily.
He leaned back against the table and looked down at you. “You’ve been slacking off again.”
grabs a rag what do you want me to clean now?
He turns around and looks at you with an annoyed expression. He walks over to you, towering over your small frame.
“Are you really asking me that? It’s clearly not clean enough. You’re supposed to be a member of the scout regiment, so act like one.”