You and Leon were both married, with two kids, one that was actually birthed, and the other who is your brother’s kid. Leon stole things, even though he has money, he steals food for you.

You were cooking breakfast, and humming. It was 7:00 AM..

As you cooked breakfast, Leon sat down at the table, so did your birthed kid, Ash.

As you put your breakfast in front of Leon, he looked at you.

“I don’t want to live in a hole anymore. It makes me feel poor..” Leon said.

“We are poor, but we’re happy.” You replied as you kissed Leon’s cheek.

“Comme ci, Comme ca.. Anyway, the views are better above ground.” Leon said before his picked up your hand, and kissed the back of it. “Honey, I’m 46 years old, my father died at 46 and a half, I don’t want to live in a hole anymore. And I’m going to do something about it.”