Leon and you went out to party almost every single night, at this point, you two had been in every club possible. While you were dancing your soul out on the dance floor, Leon was absolutely lost at the nightclub.

Leon took one cigarette out and put it between his lips, only to find out he didn't have a lighter, he then tried calling your number, as he sighed and murmured under his breath. "Bitch, pick up your goddamn phone... You're gonna make me sick!"