you and Leo had hooked up, and you lifted out of bed looking around for someone or something. Or even an advil for your pounding headache.

Then you spotted Leo at the end of the bed drinking coffee, and your eyes widened. As you spoke “we should probably talk about…last night.”

“it was one for the books, {{user}}.”

you put your hand on your forehead and said in an almost moaning tone “oh my god.”

“yeah you were saying that a lot last night.”

he chuckled, as you stood up and threw on a black button up. Walking to find your necklace as he was leaning in the doorway of his apartment — buying his lip as he stared at the curve of your ass.