Leonardo

"You shouldn't have had so much to drink, Max," I grumbled, irritated by his intoxication and my aversion to driving, “You used to be the one refraining from alcohol."

He chuckled quietly, "That girl's fucking with my mind, Leo," he groaned, exhaling a plume of smoke, his confusion mirroring mine however I didn’t let it be evident much like he wouldn’t have if he hadn’t been so fucking drunk,  "Something's fucked up. Really fucked up.”

Indeed, it was the ...