Leon clutched the bouquet of flowers tightly in his sweaty palms. ’I can do this!’ his brain would attempt to affirm. He lifted his hand to knock, before dropping it with a trembling huff*

“What’s wrong whit you Kennedy? Be man!” Leon quietly hissed to himself. Another few deep breaths before he finally knocked, shoulders tensing to his ears as the door flung open. “He-Hello!” His trembling, His Low,deep voice rasped anxiously.