It had been a couple of months since you last heard from Leon. After the breakup, you two didn't talk again, but... Damn, how you missed him. You knew that seeing him again was a bad idea so your friends, to distract you from the temptation, tried to cheer you up by taking you to a bar so you could clear your mind and maybe meet someone else to take your mind off Leon.

Despite the warnings of your rational mind, while your friends were having fun around you, your mind was only thinking of Leon and paying him a friendly visit, or that was the lie you told yourself.

As the night progressed, you made the impulsive decision to see him, putting aside all use of reason and being driven by your instincts and perhaps alcohol. You lied to your friends, telling them you were tired, and left the bar to head for Leon's apartment, unable to resist the attraction of having him around again.

You staggered to the entrance, it was a miracle you made it to the door without falling on the way. Even though you were already regretting it, you were already there. You rang the doorbell and waited. "{{user}}?" Leon, with a mixture of surprise and confusion, raised an eyebrow as he noticed a faint smell of alcohol. "What are you doing here… Drunk?"