I Have An Objection! [ Levi x OC ] [ Moderate Editing ]

Ch. 1: Beaming Accountants and Bitter Attorneys (editing)

Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan / Shingeki no Kyojin, nor do I own the art used on both the cover and in the media slots. I also do not own the songs / bands used or referenced throughout the story line. I only own my OCs, and a majority of the plot line, in concerns to the names of places are correlated to the SnK universe. Without further ado, I hope you enjoy this little work of mine, and don't forget to comment your thoughts, or vote for your favorite chapters ! 

P.S: Criticism is greatly appreciated as well.

A/N: To point out, I am in the process of rewriting any of the chapters that are marked "editing," and I can promise you, the later chapters showcase my better writing ability. It was two years ago when I first published this, and now I own up to my mistakes and value the fact that there are many errors in the beginning chapters of this fanfiction. So please, if criticism is given for any marked chapters, it's likely already on my personal to-do list, and I'm working on the editing as soon as I can !! 

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In our seemingly vast lives, we sometimes forget about the intimate details that make us human beings. No matter who you are, you're bound to share the same experiences with someone out there, be it a stranger passing you on the street, or maybe a person living on the other side of the world.

I tend to believe as I get up each morning, there's multitudes of others doing the same. They awake, shower, dress themselves, eat breakfast and work nine-to-five jobs to support themselves in the industrialized city surrounding us.

Although boring, I have concluded that an office is where I belong. There are others who beg to differ, yet my answer never falters. You learn something new each day, and a surprise is lurking not to far from the break room, so to speak.

And sometimes, those surprises can alter your life for the better, and you realize a part of you will become complete because of it.

The world isn't so bad after all, so smile and patience will reward you. Today just might be the day you'll be presented with that gift from the universe.

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    Time: 7:12.

Morning routine: Crawl out of bed, take a hot shower, dress in appropriate work attire, fix breakfast, style my hair, say goodbye to Marco and make my way down the stairs of the apartment building.

    Time: 8:08.

Greet Mira with a "Good morning", make coffee for the rest of the staff, take the newest copies from the machine down to Phil, then navigate my way through the clusters of cubicles to find my personal office.

    Time: 8:56.

Relax for the next four minutes before Mr. Smith comes in with the new arrival of bills and files.

"Looks like you're as busy as ever, Roxy."

Mira poked her head into my office, practically glowing. She had a huge grin plastered on her face and wisps of her wavy blonde hair were trailing off her shoulders. I swiveled in my chair to face her, wondering what gossip she had to share with me.

"What's up? You bang someone or something?"

"Oh my God, Roxy, why must you think that about me!" she exclaimed, bouncing over to my side. "But I guess it's somewhere along the lines of that."