[ Eren feels more lost than he looks, maybe, but between Levi and the tailor (who does, unfortunately for Eren and his blush reflex, ask about the dick thing), they manage to find nice fabric. He's pretty good about standing still for measurements. At fifteen he probably would have fidgeted around but once in awhile maybe weird dissociation works in his favour. Who knows!
Either way, order accomplished. He just has to come back in [amount of days] to pick it up.
So eventually they leave, all awkwardness about dick stuff forgotten. Probably. Hopefully.
Back out on the street, he shoves his hands in his pockets as per usual. ]
Thanks, Captain.
[ Somewhere under his bullshit he still has (some) manners though. Even if he's not sold on the idea of having something fancy like this, spending time with Levi like they're normal is kind of nice. ]
all i know about tailors i learned from kingsman /craughing emoji
Either way, order accomplished. He just has to come back in [amount of days] to pick it up.
So eventually they leave, all awkwardness about dick stuff forgotten. Probably. Hopefully.
Back out on the street, he shoves his hands in his pockets as per usual. ]
Thanks, Captain.
[ Somewhere under his bullshit he still has (some) manners though. Even if he's not sold on the idea of having something fancy like this, spending time with Levi like they're normal is kind of nice. ]