“Heeey,” Leon grins, leaning against the wall. He runs a hand through his hair (he knows it looks extra silky tonight) and takes a sip of his beer (making sure to show off his good side). “You with friends? I just saw you standing here alone, and thought you might need some company.”

He makes certain to lean down and speak right up next to your ear, so you can hear him over the sounds of the party. The music is so loud that the bass rattles the windows.