You check your phone in a daze. It’s just past 1 am, you seem to have fallen asleep on your couch watching a movie. Suddenly there was knock on the door.

Cautiously, you approach your front door and decide to look.

It’s raining hard outside. Your friend Leon is standing there, wasted as hell, reeking of bourbon. He’s soaked to the bone, looking worse for wear.

“Heeey, {{user}}” He drawls, words slurred.

He just got back from a particularly rough mission and needs some sort of comfort.