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Levi woke up with a splitting headache and a sour taste in his mouth. Everything he did the previous night was a vodka tainted blur, and he only remembered one thing that happened. He sat up quickly and groaned. Not only had he gotten so drunk he had acted like a complete fool, but he also harassed every walking thing with his flirty winks and cheesy pick-up lines. He buried his head in his pillow and moaned. What the hell was he thinking? There was a reason he never drank; he was a disgustingly flirty drunk.
He sat back up and looked towards his night table. On it sat a glass of water, two advil pills, and a note. Levi picked up the note and read it aloud, "Levi, Eren dropped you off last night. He said that you would probably have a bad hangover when you woke up. Love, Erwin." Levi grabbed the advil and swallowed them with a swig of water.
Levi shuffled towards the bathroom groaning and clutched his throbbing head. Part of him was annoyed that neither Eren nor Erwin had tried to get him to shower before he slept. He hated sleeping in the days dirt, but he also knew he was a horny drunk, and that would not have ended well.
He stepped into the shower and stood under the warm water. Levi rested his head on the cold times of the shower and tried to remember what happened the previous night. Normally his memories would come back to him when he did something similar to what he did in his drunken state. It was like deja vu but sorta different. Levi would usually wait for his memories to return on their own, but he had a feeling he was forgetting something important something that had to do with Eren. Levi gave up and went through his morning routine. It was probably no big deal.
Levi walked into the kitchen and debated what to eat. He never really knew what you were supposed to eat for a hangover. Erwin swore that greasy bacon and eggs were the best bet, but eating shit like that always made Levi sick. Hanji would usually mix up a vile concoction of God knows what and drink it. It worked pretty well but the taste was awful. Levi eventually just put a slice of bread in the toaster and ate a banana while he waited.
There was a loud buzz from the counter and Levi went to grab his cellphone. He squinted at the blindingly bright screen and quickly unlocked it. As soon as he did what seemed like thousands of notifications flooded his screen and caused his phone to act like a vibrator on crack. There a bunch of texts from unfamiliar numbers clogging up his phone. "What the hell," he muttered looking through messages he didn't remember sending.
He had almost 100 new messages and a quarter as many new contacts. All of them had peculiar names that didn't help figure out who they were. The only familiar ones were Freckled Jesus and Horseface. He remembered Eren briefly introducing him to them, Marco and Jean, Armin's boyfriends. The other names were not recognizable at all. Sweaty Giant, Bara God, Freckled Bitch, The Goddess, and Bitchy Ex-Girlfriend were some of the most confusing. "Jeez," he said running his hand through his hair, "I sure am social when I'm drunk. He decided to text Eren to see if he could help him figure out what happened the night before. After all, the kid did bring his drunk ass home.
Levi: Eren what the hell even happened last night?
Eren: you mean you don't remember anything
Levi: obviously not if I'm asking you
Eren: nothing at all?
Levi: Nope. I remember nothing
Eren: oh
Eren didn’t reply for awhile and Levi awkwardly gnawed on his toast; he didn’t have anything to do other then message all his new contacts to figure out who they were, and he didn’t posses enough patience to accomplish that task. Eren usually was quicker to reply and he almost always sent unbearably long texts. ‘What the hell happened last night,’ He thought. None of the previous nights memories had returned.
He looked through his photos hoping they would jog his memories. It was only picture after picture of him drinking and doing mortifying things. Levi was almost glad he had no memories of what had occurred at the party. Based on the pictures all he had done was play drinking games, dance around, and act incredibly stupid with a bunch of kids.
Eren finally replied, and Levi could not help being disappointed at the sparse message.
Eren: not much happened
Levi: well what the hell is not much. I’m too damn hungover for dumbass cryptic texts
Eren: nothing happened you just got drunk and did weird shit. jeez
Levi had a feeling Eren was lying to him, or at least leaving some important details out. He tried to remember if he had done anything that would irritate or anger Eren, but his mind drew a blank. He had no idea what had happened, but it seemed like Eren was pretty mad at him.
Levi: are you mad at me or something?
He waited for Eren to reply. Eren kept writing and then stopping, but no message came. “He better be summarizing the whole night’s events I swear.” Finally a text came in.
Eren: No.
Levi grimaced. Not only had he taken forever, Eren had also used punctuation, and he had capitalized the ‘n’ in no. He knew enough to know something had happened between them the previous night, and whatever it was, it was bothering Eren. Normally making someone mad wouldn’t have phased him, but he didn’t even know what he had done. He was getting nowhere with eren, so he quickly sent Armin a text asking if he knew what he had done last night to make Eren so mad at him. Armin replied within seconds.
Armin: I’m not sure. why don’t you ask Eren
Levi: I already did
Armin: well idk if I should tell u...
Levi almost reached through the phone to slap him. Everyone’s cryptic messages were really starting to annoy him. All he wanted was a straight answer but apparently that was too much to ask.
Levi: jfc Armin I swear to fuck. How am I supposed to know if nobody will tell me??¿¿? At least give me a hint.
Armin: All I can say is that u did something while u were drunk and he’s mad u don’t remember. It was kind of a big deal to him.
Levi groaned Armin’s hint was not much help. He knew he had done something, now he knew it was not what he had done, but the fact that he didn’t remember doing it that made Eren mad. He rubbed his temples. He sighed and knew what he had to do. He had to go through everything he had done at the party until he figured out what he had done to Eren. No matter what it would take.