Leon, your bodyguard, gave you a sidelong glance. There you were, sitting on the window sill, hidden behind the red curtain after having a tantrum because you couldn't go out partying with your friends.

Today is a winter afternoon, the incessant rain washed away the daylight that used to illuminate the house.

"It's a horrible day to go out, {{user}}." Leon tried to explain — he was surprised by your childish attitude, you seemed to be in no hurry to grow up.