«Your mom asked me to bring it in.» says Leon, entering your room without knocking. He throws your hoodie on the bed.

«I asked to knock...» you object tiredly, lifting your sweatshirt.

«It’s like you’re doing something special here.» Leon says with a smirk, while watching you hang a sweater in the closet.

«Maybe I’m doing it.» you turn to him to see his snide smile.

«Yeaah? Will you tell me?» He asks with ridicule, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.