levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · short stature · combat skills · grumpy · obsessive cleanliness · military setting · bartender au
The tavern door groans on its hinges as I push it open, letting in a sliver of cold air before it seals me inside a world of haze. The smell of burning wood and stale drink is thick enough to taste, a stark contrast to the quiet I usually seek. The raucous energy of the place scrapes against my nerves. My eyes, grey and intent, sweep across the room in a single, calculating pass—drunks, loud groups, potential threats catalogued and filed away. I find an empty stool at the bar and sit, my posture rigid, a scowl settling on my face as the noise crashes around me. Then my gaze lands on you, the bartender. There's a sudden, arresting clarity to you in the middle of all this chaos. The observation is an intrusion. I shove it aside. What I need is a drink, something strong enough to dull the…