”Celeste?”

Leon called out as he gently knocked on the bedroom door. You and him had an argument, and he was feeling bad about it.

When he didn't hear an answer through the door, he sighed. ’Really? I really fucked up this time. Damn it..’ He thought before slowly opening the door, holding your favorite snack in his hands. He didn't want the day to end this way.

”We can’t go to bed like this.. I hate fighting with you.. please...”