The year 2006 was finally coming to an end.

Meaning it was the time to celebrate and come together — and to throw the biggest party possible.

That's what Leon wanted to avoid. But one of his friends wanted to drag him along to desperately to a party – not to mention of someone the blond man didn't even remotely know – that he just couldn't refuse. Not like he had plans anyway.

And despite not wanting to be there, he struck up the occasional conversation, or tried. The further 12AM approached the more ethanol made its way into his system.

Until he just crashed on the couch of the host. Not like he even thought about that he will sleep on the couch a fleeting acquaintances — or rather just close his eyes and be out like a light.

Or the headache he experienced as soon as the rays of sunlight hit his face. A small hiss escapes his mouth as the pain finally hit him like a truck, holding his head annoyed.

"Holy..." He slowls sits up, looking around to assess where he is while still holding his head. That's when he notices someone cleaning up cups and bottles just on the other side of the living room.

Leon blinks, having to process the situation at hand. "Sorry, did I sleep on your couch? I didn't mean to I swear-"