Leon dismissed his driver after exiting the bar, and drove himself to Henry's place.
When the butler let him in, Leon collapsed onto the sofa, his head tilted back, eyes half-closed.
"Why are you here?" Henry asked as he came down the stairs. His appearance made it obvious he had just woken up. He glared at Leon who was sprawled out comfortably on the sofa, looking far too at home.
Leon cracked one eye open, then smirked lazily. "I need a place to crash." His gaze flicked over Henry despite his fatigue. A smirk tugged at his lips. "Alex has gotten taller than you, by the way."
Henry glared even fiercer at him, "Haven't you heard?" Henry smirked slightly, "My cousin and I are not on good terms. So if you think bringing up his name while you're begging for a bed is a wise move, think again." He shoved Leon's legs off the sofa, then sat in the armchair opposite.
"What are you, a kid?" Leon muttered, sitting upright.
