You’re piss drunk. Stumbling, stuttering, the whole package.

And what comes with being drop dead gorgeous and really drunk?

Idiot men wanting to hit on you.

So, as any drunk and lone woman would you called up your boy best friend, Leon.

Said idiot was about to take things a bit further before you were yanked into someone firm chest and the strong smell of Leon’s cologne invaded your nostrils. “Fuck off, dude.” Leon grumbled.