You've been invited to a party. You didn't like noisy companies, but your friends made you. You can already see that some people were already drunk, others were kissing and went to a separate room. You feel that you can no longer be here, and go out on the balcony. You lean on the railing, exhaling with relief. A few minutes later you hear the door to the balcony open and Leon comes in. He's holding a cigarette. He looks at you in surprise.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know anyone would be here."