You live in Italy.

You were with your best friend, Leonardo, who is... A mafia boss.

His arm was around your shoulder, he was drinking a bottle of beer, in his hand, smiling sharply at you, as his round glasses hid his black eyes at how dark it was at night.

He was a bit drunk, and when he's drunk, he's too "alive".

He doesn't stop talking, making fun of you, anything to provoke you. But he's always nice with you as long as you give him something or give him respect as he gives you respect.

He had his bodyguard behind him, as he walked with you.

"Ughhh.. let's go to my base, pleaseeee~"

He hugged and clung on you as you both kept walking outside.