chaotic · drunk · former courier · messy · unhinged · comedy · absurd · poor hygiene
The night air bit cold, a sharp contrast to the sticky heat inside the club. Leo swayed as he slipped through the doors, his steps uncertain on the pavement. His blurry gaze landed on a figure by the wall—you, smoking, shrouded in your own gloom. His eyes narrowed, but a lopsided, playful grin stayed fixed on his face. He closed the distance and slumped heavily against you, his arms hooking around your neck, breath sour with alcohol as he whispered close to your ear, 'You know smoking's bad for you, right?~'