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๐—›๐—ถ๐˜†๐—ฎ

๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐Ÿ‘†
๐—™๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐˜† ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜, ๐—œ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜†๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜.

๐—Ÿ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ.

"Hey Mikasa, I'll need to go soon I have dinner plans."

"Oh that's fine, I was getting tired of this place anyway. She said standing. "It smells like fish in here." Glaring at the barista.

You waved at Mikasa before leaving the coffee shop.

It was very reassuring knowing you had a friend. The sudden thought warmed your heart. All the friends you thought you had over the years turned out to be fake usually only using you for money. Luckily you didn't get any feeling that Mikasa was like them.

Your mood was then ruined when realizing your father was calling you.

What the hell does he want, I'm not late or anything.

You answer the call.

"๐™”/๐™ฃ!"

"What is it." You snapped

"๐˜ฟ๐™ค๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™š ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™š-"

"Dinner reservations I know."

It's the only damn thing I've been able to focus on, even after getting fired.

"๐˜ฟ๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™˜๐™š๐™ก๐™ฎ, ๐™„ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™—๐™š ๐™š๐™ข๐™—๐™–๐™ง๐™ง๐™–๐™จ๐™จ๐™š๐™™ ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช."

"๐™”/-"

You hang up.

Why the hell do I bother picking up the phone if I know he's calling. You thought to yourself pulling into the driveway.


โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”-Levi's point of viewโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”

I had an hour before I was supposed to be there but it didn't hurt to be prepared and arrive early.

I buttoned my shirt and wrapped the tie around my neck. I made sure that everything on and around me was perfect.

Why though? It's not like I gave a shit about what they thought of me. Why put so much effort into something I was going to regret my entire life?

I clenched my fist in annoyance. There was no use, I couldn't get out of this situation. Why the hell did Kenny decide to keep his fucking promise right now.

Levi sighed and headed downstairs to his garage.

๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ

Levi chooses the sleek black car farthest to the left and goes to the restaurant.

About ten minutes into his commute there was traffic.

Shit.

Levi sighs and rests in his chair. 5 minutes of silence pass by before his car starts to ring.

It was Kenny.

What the fuck does he want now.

Despite being heavily pissed he still answered it.

" ๐™„๐™› ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™จ๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™›๐™–๐™ซ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฅ๐™๐™š๐™ฌ-"

"What is it, shithead."

"๐˜ฟ๐™ž๐™™ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ง? ๐™†๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™จ๐™ ๐™š๐™™. "๐™„๐™ฉ'๐™จ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ข๐™ค๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ข๐™š ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ."

"No Dumbass I didn't forget."

He looks at his watch, it stated 6:22.

" I still have 38 minutes to get there and it's only 15 minutes away."

"Well, I'm here already-"

"Congratulations fucker do you want an award."

I hang up. I'm too pissed to have a conversation with anyone right now so I just relax and wait for whatever's happening to happen.


ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  31 minutes later.

You've got to be shitting me right now.

Levi had been inching forward for the last 30 minutes, each one getting more aggravated.

He glanced at his watch, it was 5:52.

By the time I get there, paparazzi would probably already-

There was absolutely no way he was going to make it in time.

-----------------------Y/n's POV----------------------

There was absolutely no way you were going to make it in time.

Arriving early or on time wasn't something you did but arriving late, you knew her.

You were sitting in your car not moving an inch, feeling a little anxious about absolutely everything.

You were stuck in traffic and you left late.

ย  Classic y/n.

ย  Your hair was in the same ponytail, or pin-up, that it had been this morning.

ย  You're wearing an off-the-shoulder,ย  f/c, cocktail dress with silver earrings.

The traffic line was moving a little faster but you still wouldn't make it on time.


Afterย  15 long minutes, you finally reached the restaurant. Sure you were 7 minutes late but it was only seven minutes.

ย  I'm screwed.

You parked got out of the car and headed into the restaurant, searching for paparazzi to avoid.

ย 

----------------Levi's POV----------------


When I entered the restaurant I noticed the entire place except for the person near the podium, and the jazz band was empty.

The waitress pointed me to the table where Kenny and a balding man sat.

That must be him, her father, so where is she?

I walked over towards the table, I heard the two laughing and talking about alcohol.

Kenny turned around as if he could feel my presence and grinned.

"Glad you decided to show up," Kenny said.
He turned to introduce the man in front of him.

" Levi, this is Sa-"

He was interrupted by the sound of the door closing.

"Y/n where have you been, your late." He said

Y/n as in Y/n L/n?

I turned around to see...

Wc 807


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