@blossomhcney ft. evie macdonald !
everything had happened so fast, he was still trying to wrap his head around it. the alcohol coursing through his veins wasn’t helping, naturally. he hadn’t had a lot to drink, but just enough to leave him in a bit of a haze, which had only been worsened by the altercation. it also didn’t help that in their way over, he’d grabbed a bottle of whiskey from the bar and chugged a good part of it already. it was almost a miracle he’d remembered the directions to his room at the clubhouse, specially when taken into consideration that he barely used it in the first place, but he’d managed to get the two of them there and away from the madness and the crowd. once they were inside, the silence was almost deafening. turning around to face her, he simply stared at her in silence for a few seconds. this was certainly not how he’d expected their next encounter to go, and he was sure it was the same for her. “ thanks — y’know, for pulling me out. ” for bringing me back to the ground. home. lord knows he wouldn’t have done it himself. leo doesn’t bother saying he’s fine ; he’s not, wasn’t sure he’d ever been, but it wouldn’t work on her anyway. “ you want some? ” he offered the bottle, trying to avoid and mantain eye contact all at once ... a tough task, for sure.