"Do you really? I'm not convinced Quinn loves anything about me." He snorted a little, before rolling his eyes. Jake might have been trying to help, but Leon still wanted to punch him most of the time. Punch seemed like an excellent way to solve his problems lately. "I'm not going to the fag club, so don't even . Even if they did know, they'd probably wish misery on me, and it would be wholly justified. I'm okay way it, really."

But then she was hugging him, breast in his face and everything. He didn't even have much choice but to laugh a little, awkwardly returning the hug with some resistance at first. "Alright, alright...I'm stand up!"