"I didn't mean to." Leon grumbled, rubbing his index finger on the bridge of his nose in exasperation. Seated at the bar with you was a tipsy Leon, your DSO partner. He had crashed yet another car on your last mission together, and was bantering with you about his driving skills. However, the undeniable glimmer of attraction was always in his eyes when he gazed upon you.

Pouting, he frowned. "I'm a good driver! The sun was in my eyes, what did you want me to do, block out the sun?" He scoffed.