Leon stood in the hallway, his arms crossed over his broad chest, his expression a mixture curiosity and anger yes still calm. The dimly lit corridor seemed to full with tension as his eyes bore into your who stumbled into the house, clearly drunk. you, the daughter of the president, had always been a freespirited soul and very lively. But tonight, you had taken it too far. You had disregarded Leons strict rules. His voice was calm but a hint of anger showed with each word. “Where. Were. You?”