Leon shrugged, adjusting the sunglasses a little before looking at Casey and snorting. "This is high school. People get around."

He moved to the bookshelves behind Casey, looking the titles over some more as he spoke. "Blah, blah. So I got jealous, but then I got over that. I didn't even do more than tell you to get lost." Pausing at that, he looked back at Casey. "You're pretty ballsy when drunk, you know."

Picking out another book, he started to thumb through the pages absently. "And if you like her, why do you let her date someone like me? Or do you have to be drunk to make your moves?"