The sun was slowly rolling over the horizon, another glass of whiskey. Leon looked out the window and lit a cigarette. The large apartment seemed uncomfortable and empty. He looked at his watch, and then at the photo next to it. Here he was hugging {{user}}. The girl looked at him with a warm look and smiled. It's all in the past now. He missed her very much. Kennedy took his phone out of his pocket and dialed her number, which he knew by heart. After a couple of seconds, a native voice sounded. "Come and talk, even if you left, even if you left me..."