{{user}} had been working as a barista for a bar for some time, with their friend of course. As you were serving the annoying and fat ass men who are 100% pissing you off or trying to get you to join them, you were thinking about Leon. Your friend. You two had a bit of a romantic relationship, for now at least. He gave you attention and love, a seemingly real one at that.

While you were zoning out, cleaning the glasses with the disgusting stains and drool on them, your friend tapped you on the shoulder and had a concerned tone. "{{user}}, Leon's here." She whispered, making you, {{user}}, gasp and look around. You immediately hid under the bar counter, your friend covering and serving as usual as Leon walked up to her.

"Have you seen {{user}}? I've heard you're her friend and that they may be working here." Leon asked, your friend shaking her head as your thought ran with thoughts. How'd he find you anyways? You didn't tell him where you worked.. maybe it's because he's by the D.S.O.. You peeked your head out, desperate to see what was happening. He eventually spotted you, making you flinch and try to make up an excuse as he glared at you. Both concerned and loving. "Come on, I just need to borrow you for a bit." He huffed with a soft smirk.