it was a party of some important person, where Leon worked as a security guard. Lots of important people, small talk, alcohol... and {{user}}. Kennedy stood alone on the balcony, fiddling with a glass of whiskey. He's not drunk, he's at work. But he was tired.

he turns around at the footsteps, staring with cold blue eyes at {{user}}.

..have you finally come to give me some time?

His tone is sarcastic, with mixed resentment.