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Levi touched the bridge of his nose and huffed as he dropped the gym bag he was carrying on his shoulder. He looked around the airport and glared. Levi had been surprised and angry when he'd found out Hange had set him up for a foreign student exchange without him knowing. Also with Kenny, his disgrace of a "father's", agreement to this.
Hange and Levi were both sitting in his room when she'd told him the "great" news, and Hange was practically vibrating with excitement on the floor in front of him. He'd been sitting on his bed.
"Hange, what the actual fuck," he'd groaned as he put his face in his hands.
"It's all good experience!" Hange had chirped, "You'll meet a lot of new people! Oh my, I'm so excited! You'll have to skype me, call me, and text me all of your new experiences... For science's sake!"
"Oh mother of god, kill me now," Levi grumbled as he arose from his bed, "When is this going to be, you fucker? How much time do I have?"
Hange paused, and then grinned wildly, "Well, I signed ya up maybe...3 months ago? I just got a call from a person saying they'd love to host you. You'll be leaving in, what..," Hange paused again to calculate something in that crazy mind of hers, "About 2 days!"
Levi's eye twitched as he slowly looked at the grinning figure on his fuzzy black carpet. He tried to resist the urge to strange her, but he figured if he did, he'd finally get away from her craziness.
"Well? It's like, Friday, and school just ended. You'll be leaving on Monday, lucky for you! I think we had a physics test in Mrs. Professeur's class," Hanji kept rambling on about something for about 10 minutes before Levi interrupted her.
"Did you know? Cows are-"
"Hange?"
"Yes, my boy?"
"Shut the ever loving fuck up," Levi growled as he started to get out some clean shirts for this whole program. He took out about 10 shirts, mostly all black, and moved on to the pants. He pulled out 8 pants, each one varying in dark shades. He pulled out a few of his beloved cravats and some socks and underwear. He put all the clothes he'd pulled out into a gym bag and smirked slightly, seeing all the crisp clothes folded neatly. He left Hange rambling on about cows or something and walked into his walk-in bathroom to get his soap, shampoo, conditioner, and all of his other hygine products. His bathroom had a large bath and shower, which was painted a dark silvery blue color with occasional patterns of black. His sink and toilet were to the right of the bath and shower and I guess were...normal, as one would say.
"Levvviii! I'm going, okay?" Hange practically screamed from the room next to him, causing Levi to cover his ears and growl, "Seeya maybe...err...I dunno! Bye!"
Levi held his breath until he could hear the maniac slam the front door like she always does. Levi sighed in relief and walked back into his room. He plopped down into his bed and hissed with relaxation. He studied his mostly-black room. Black walls, black carpet, black desk in the very right corner, black dressers (Okay, maybe dark gray) to the left of his desk, and his black bed sported by a darkly colored bed frame. Levi sighed and closed his eyes. He soon fell asleep.
That was when Levi had first figured out he'd be going. It was Monday, and it was nighttime, much to Levi's delight. He'd just gotten off of his plane from France and was waiting for a person named Petra Ral to come pick him up and take him to her home for a year. Yoopie.
Levi's inner thought monologue was cut off by a frantic waving with a sign saying "Petra Ral" on the front. Levi sighed as he stood up and slung the heavy gym bag over his shoulders. He waddled over to the "Petra Ral" sign and put a hand on the top and pushed it down.
"Hello?" Levi tilted his head, "Are you Petra Ral?"
The girl smiled sweetly, a confused look in her eyes, "Uhh, hello! I'm Petra Ral and I'm taking you in. I have no idea what you just said, I'm sorry."
Levi blinked before he could comprehend her words. He tried his best to remember how to apologize in English, "I'm sorry," he responds in a heavy French accent, hoping he'd gotten it right.
Petra's smile grew, "Apology accepted! Well, I'm going to take you to my place now. You ready to go?"
Levi hesitated, taking in her words before picking his carefully in English, "Yes. I am ready to go now."
Petra nodded and turned around, glancing back at him and beckoning for him to follow. Levi followed her to a light blue car and he couldn't recognize the model. Must be an American branded car, then. Levi climbed in the passenger seat and watched Petra start the car.
"This is it," Levi grumbled in his native language, "This is where I am now."