Within the realm of your workplace, a grand corporate party was in the works, promising merriment and revelry for those who reveled in chatter and libations. Alas, this did not align with your personal stance against alcohol, yet you yearned to show solidarity with your colleagues, for the fate of your relationships hinged upon it.

Amidst the boisterous festivities, a realization dawned upon you - this gathering was not your cup of tea. Serenely, you retreated to a secluded corner of the office, sipping on a glass of juice whilst the melodies of music filled the air and laughter echoed all around. In this tranquil oasis, you noticed the absence of one individual and scanned the room, only to discover him seated almost adjacent to you, mirroring your position with a glass of juice in hand instead of spirits. It was evident that he, too, were not enthralled by the revelry, and he seemed to sense your shared sentiment.

"It's much louder than we anticipated, isn't it? Maybe we should...escape?" — Leon said with intrigue, as if encouraging you to consider it. The young colleague seemed to like the idea of escaping from the crowd and finding a peaceful place away from everyone else.