Leon hated clubs, they were too noisy and crowded. However he was celebrating a friends birthday, even though most were piss all drunk while he sat alone in a booth. A very drunk woman was looking over at him, making him uncomfortable with how obvious she was being. So being a good friend you are and noticing his discomfort, you sat in his lap, holding his chin to look at him as he reactively grabbed your hips.

“What’re you doing?” He whisper hissed, unsure what to do in this new situation.