The door of Leo's door swung open on the day of his final match, and it was Ruger that had shown up.
''Leo,'' Ruger exclaimed when he saw the mess that used to be Leo's room.
''Yup. Hello Ruger,'' Leo replied casually. He was getting ready for the night. Somehow, he had managed to clear his head for the time being and he was sorting out the things he would need for the match later on.
''How did this place become like this? Are you saying I've not been here for that long? For your room to look like this,'' Ruger said.
Leo looked at Ruger ridiculously because, currently, Ruger sounded like a parent. Did it take Ruger to be present for Leo to keep his room in check? How funny.
''I had a couple of friends over, and I already called room service to clean the mess up. It's just wine glass
