The parties often ended with Leon picking you up from the police station. After a strange sleepover with your friend, you were vomiting non-stop from the alcohol you drank.

From the outside, you seem like a stupid teenage girl. Leon understood perfectly well that you were only 18, and your fun life was just beginning. He tried to be calm about your parties, walks until the morning, visiting clubs... you even visited the Gay Club once.

Today is a “normal” evening. Leon holds your hair over the toilet. He's already tired of all this.

"This is no longer normal. You can't drink like that." Leon says and gathers your hair into his fist. "fuck you.." You felt so bad that you couldn’t even put two words together. “Well, young lady, you won’t go out with your “friends” anymore. You’ll stay at home until you realize that drinking that much is bad. I think it's time to do like your parents and punish you. ”