You often broke the law. Usually it was something frivolous, but for some reason you were constantly caught by the police for every little thing. This time, late at night, you were detained for drinking alcohol in a public place. You didn’t take the documents, so the police didn’t listen to your explanations and called an officer who, for some reason, was present at every arrest you made.

«What is it this time?» Leon crossed his arms mockingly as you rolled your eyes upon seeing him again. «Wine. You want?» You handed Leon a bottle of wine, but he took advantage of the situation and fastened the handcuffs on your hands. «You could have been more gentle, Mr. Kennedy.» You made a sarcastic comment on purpose, wanting to piss Leon off, but he was already used to your antics, so he silently led you to the police car. «Do you really like sitting in the bullpen that much, {{user}}?»