❝ I'm a doctor, not a fortune teller, how was I supposed to know I'd focus more on being a medical specialist and come to be titan obsessed? ❞
(Y/n) (L/n), a trained medic who practically breathes researching the titans outside the walls since their...
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I GROANED TIREDLY, I don't understand why I was mad when it was my fault after all.
After our midnight trials yesterday with the titans I had almost spent the night in section commander Hange's room.
I presented the idea of testing them out individually, such as giving one titan access to light while the other stayed in the dark. Overall, they really liked the idea of it and wrote it down for an experiment.
Our only problem was there wasn't anything big enough to cover the titans. And because we wanted to see how both would react we needed to make something big enough that would cover the four-meter and the six-meter.
And my brilliant idea led me to this exact situation.
Me and moblit carrying a bunch of old rugs we found in the infirmary, there was a high chance they were never to be used again. The reason why? They had been so damaged not even the worst of caretakers would let someone rest on one. And being resourceful, it'd be much better to put them to better use than throw them out.
"Are you sure you want to carry all that Doctor?" Moblit asked again for the second time.
"Yes Moblit, I should be the one asking you that. You always seem so worried it's like I've never seen you relaxed." I spoke.
"The only way I can relax is through a drink." He blurted out, immediately followed by a worried expression.
I let out a chuckle as I adjusted the position of me and the box towards him.
"That was highly inappropriate of me, I sincerely apologize for that." Moblit apologized.
If I'm being honest I wouldn't be surprised if he wasn't a drinker. With that position, he has to keep up with section commanders' streak of 'reckless behavior' and from what I've heard and witnessed from my time here.
"If I'm being honest I'm not surprised in the slightest, you always seem so stressed about something," I admitted beginning to walk towards him.
"Besides you don't need to act all tense with me it's fine to say what's on your mind," I told the uneasy male.
"Thanks Doctor." Moblit breathed out.
"Speaking of which, where do you even find the time to drink? Better yet where?" I questioned with a slight chuckle.
"There are a few pubs in the area, I go when the section commander isn't worrying me." He admitted.
"I guess I just didn't notice, I don't drink — well not much anyway," I confessed reaching for the doorknob.
I looked back at the room one last time as the male checked to make sure we had all the boxes. It was like a land of dust, almost making it hard for us to breathe.
"Ready to leave?" I questioned, whirling the knob of the door.
From the silent nod from moblit, we had left the now empty room.
