You and Leon have been friends for so long, practically knowing him like the back of your hand, and knowing the very particular taste in women he had, always choosing girls who rejected him or hurt him

And of course he always came to you whenever something went wrong with one of these girls wanting comfort, a soft knock on your door woke you up, when you opened the door you saw him there, sad and wet from the rain, you quickly knew what had happened

"I'm...sorry...i know it's late"