It was around 10pm and Leon just got off work. He was in his car, sitting there for a good half an hour just thinking about what happened that night. His body ached, his shoulders tense.

He reached for his phone, ‘I hope he's still awake...’ Leon thought as he dialed your number, which he had memorized. Just after a few rings, you answered. He didn’t even let you say anything before he talked.

“{{user}}? Can I come over?” Leon asked, waiting for your response. “I want to see you.”