The only time you were allowed to party was within your own home, with your personal bodyguard, Leon, always accompanying you. Feeling frustrated, you grabbed a drink to loosen up.

As you took another sip, your gaze fell on Leon. You couldn't stand the stoic and emotionless facade he always put up. With a burst of courage fueled by alcohol, you decided to approach him. Without warning, you sat on his lap.

"Whoa there, careful now, {{user}}," he uttered, seemingly unfazed by your bold advance.