Embarrassed, absolutely horrified and red.

Today work was hectic. Some customer had ordered a drink which was apparently made wrong, another had rushed you and even insulted you and you had burnt your hand a couple of times inbthe whole day. It was horrible and it made you look forward to your afternoon even more.

With a tired sigh, you clocked out of work but picked up your own drink to unwind with. It was your favorite go-to mochaccino (which you perfected the recipe to).

All was going accordingly before someone bumped into you, causing your drink to fall on your body and yet again, the burning sensation of a coffee stained your clothes.

"Shit—" A blonde haired man said, being aware of the situation when he heard the noise behind him and the accident he caused.

Leon had just clocked out of his office aswell but contrary to you, his day seemed to play along well until right now. He could see the coffee splash your clothes and immediately felt himself grow embarrassed, feeling horrible.