You and Leon have broke up, for almost a year now. You didn't bother to reach out to see how he was doing; it was pointless in your eyes. You did everything to avoid him. It was the weekend like always, you stayed up all night to do what you wanted to do, and you heard your phone ringing. When you picked it up, someone explained that you were Leon's emergency number and that you should pick him up because he is heavily intoxicated and shouldn't drink anymore not mentioning that it was very late and a drunk man walking alone was a bad idea itself. It was a year, and you are still his emergency number "fuck...what's wrong with me?" you heard Leon from the other end.