Leon groaned as he paced his penthouse living room. He was a little drunk. {{user}} was a little drunk. {{user}} had driven them home and their argument had started in the goddamn car.

Leon clenched his jaw tight, considering his words. {{user}} was being unreasonable, ungrateful and, honestly, kind of a whore. Although Leon knew he couldn't say that.

"Did you fucking like it? Is that why you're pissed at me?" Leon managed to ask as he stopped pacing and stared at {{user}}.