Your p.o.v.
After the quiet walk home, Leo leaves me at my apartment and waits at my fire escape outside my window.
I awkwardly notice how messy my bedroom is. . .
"So call me?"
"What? Leo, I don't have your number."
"You'll figure it out later." Leo smiles.
I blush slightly, opening the box of pokey and putting one to his mouth.
I smile chuckling, making him blush.
"Mm these aren't too bad" Leo smiles.
I lean forward and take a bite of it from his mouth, making his face set on fire.
"Yeah, not too shabby"
He leaves with a wink disappearing into the darkness of the alleyway.
I sit down on my bed, and hear the crumble of a paper..?
I reach into my jeans pocket and find a slip of paper with a number on it, scribbled in blue ink
At the bottom
Of the paper
It read "Leo ;)"