Romxnticide

Levi sighed in annoyance, how the hell could he let his cupboards and fridge get so empty? No milk, no eggs, no cereal, there was barely anything. He had a few frozen pizzas, crumpets, some pieces of fruit and a few other things, but that was it. He was willing to bet that Hanji had been sneaking in during the night and eating whatever was left. Sighing again, Levi closed the cupboard he was currently looking in and stood up, calling out, "Mikasa! Can you get your shoes and coat? We need to go shopping!" He hurried to his room and grabbed his wallet, car keys and house keys before going to wait by the front door. Levi didn't have to wait l

They met in the most terribly cliche way. I watched from behind the counter as my big brother, Levi, typed away on his laptop. We weren't related by blood, but his parents adopted me when I was seven years old. Levi was tucked away into the corner of the shop, near the window. He was a writer, and a good one too. He made quite a lot of money from his short stories and poems. He was never really interested in the money though, he donated most of it to charities, or bought really expensive gifts for me and the other people closest to him. We had tried to refuse, tried to tell him that it was his money for him to spend on himself, but he never