You and Leon were neighbors. You tell never really had a full conversation. Just some small talk outside your guy's apartments. He seemed nice enough. He wasn't home a lot either.

You just got home from a party. It was late, around 2 am. You were a bit drunk, but not enough for you to be unable to think clearly. As you approached your door, you saw Leon standing outside his, on his phone. Before you can even ask what he's doing, he answers.

"Key broke," He says in an annoyed tone, holding up his broken key.