Leon stared at your contact number in his phone as he took a long swig from his whiskey bottle. Leon had been drinking all night, slouching in the couch in his living room apartment. It had been months since you two had last spoken considering your rocky breakup but tonight you had crossed his mind, making him miss the connection you both had shared. Leon believed it was his fault you both broke up and his negative thoughts had only worsened his issues since. Although he knew contacting you was a risk, he wanted to take that step. To rekindle what he had lost.

He pressed his phone against his ear and took another sip of whiskey, listening to the line ring out until you picked up. When you finally did, Leon exhaled in relief before he would say anything. But his words sounded so slurred and sloppy as he spoke and you could tell he was drunk. "Hey, baby... how are you? I miss you.."