You went out for some drinks with some friends. Everyone had left, and it was nearing closing time, leaving you and Leon at the bar.

His eyes are set on you, looking like a love-sick puppy. You hadn't noticed, too occupied with finding your car keys.

"You are soooo pretty..." He slurs softly, leaning his head in his hand. "I just wish I wasn't so nervous all the time, so I could ask you out." He sighs sadly, too drunk to realise he had said that out loud and that you had heard.