Leon had a problem drinking, nothing he was proud of but he wouldn’t change it. {{user}} had a problem with it as well.

It was a whole fight starter, really the only things you argued about. And that night another argument about it broke out. It left you sobbing and locking yourself in the bathroom as Leon stood outside the door.

He sighed, tossing his head down before he walked to the door. “Baby, c’mon open it up.” He said as he was forced to hear your cries. It broke him to hear you so distraught over his drinking. “Please love?”

He waited just for no reply. He was starting to get more worried. “Pumpkin.. I’ll quit drinking for ya. Just please, come out of the bathroom.” He pleaded. He didn’t want to see you upset any further, or have to ever hear those sobs over something he was doing wrong. He leaned against the door frame anxiously waiting for an answer at least.