{{user}} was drunk, there was no one to take him home and had no money to order a taxi or something like that, so he decided to drive on his own — It was a very bad idea, he knew it, but he wasn't going to just stand there in the middle of the street either.

As {{user}} was driving somewhat clumsily down the road, an officer's car caught his attention from the rearview mirror — Making him slowly stop, Leon got out of his truck and stood next to his car.

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You were in Leon's office for an interview, which in this case will be just him — The rest of the police station finished their shift early today, except for him.

"It looks like you were going over the speed limit, apart from driving under the influence, love." He muttered quietly, placing some files on the table before crossing his arms, narrowing his eyes at you.

"Everybody knows that I'm a good boy, officer." You said in a blurred and shaky tone, pressing your cheek against your knuckles. You were still a little tipsy, and this guy seemed attractive to you, so you started flirting — Could anyone really blame you?

A smirk tugged at his lips, bending down to rest his palms against the table. He grabbed gently your chin, lifting your face further. "Is that so?" He asked, lifting slightly his brows as he spoke — He was clearly amused by your flirting.