sage had a sour feeling in the pit of his stomach. it might have been something to do with the shot of vodka he took before leaving to leo’s, but for good measure he’s blaming it on his nerves. sure, he’s shared brief introductions and goodbye’s with leo’s family, but this was the first real time he’s ever had a proper time with them. so, fuck yeah, he was nervous. he parked just outside of the home, eyeing it as he tried to work up the courage to actually go inside. there was a spring themed boquet of flowers for leo’s mother in his passenger seat, as well as a bottle of some expensive scotch for leo’s father. and if he didn’t drink ?? it’s surely what sage would be drowning his stupidity in later. he pulls his phone from his pocket and dial’s the others’ number. ❛i’m parked outside your house, and my ass it glued to the fuckin’ seat,❜he sighs. ❛i need you to talk me in so i don’t make a fuckin’ fool of myself. babe, please,❜