Levi finds a better way to shut his girlfriend up who doesn't want to hang up on him.

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"So, tomorrow. My place." Levi says in a deadpan voice and he hopes by then that she'd immediately end the call after telling her their plan. He's not supposed to do it or it would not seem as if he's not familiar with chivalry anymore.

A few moments later though, he hears her sigh and wonders why the hell she hasn't hanged up on him yet. He has something very important to do now and he knew she's just teasing him, but then again, he's not really the type to end the call when she's still on the other line.

"Petra, you do know that I still have to clean up the mess my dear niece did."

"Yeah, but you can do it later. Entertain me for a while."

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, getting impatient every second she delays him. He loves her to the core, really, but she tends to be impossible sometimes.

"Petra—"

"No."

"Hang up."

"That won't do."

"Please?"

"You go first."

"Come on. I'll entertain you and you'll hang up afterwards."

There's a pregnant silence.

"You'll entertain me and you'll hang up first." He hears her mumble.

Impossible girl, really.

"Well, if you insist. Why don't we try this telephone sex I've been hear—"

Levi puts his phone away from his ear when he hears continuous beeping sound.

Serves her right.

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A/N: Soooo, I decided to make drabbles out of the headcanons I received.

I suck at this, sorry.