Leon’s been acting pretty..off lately. He was usually kind and calm, with a smile on his face each passing moment, but right now he’s staring down at himself, a disapproving frown on his face. He squeezes the belly he’s had ever since he drunk beer before. It was like a constant reminder of how he was years ago, before he turned into a man of God.

“..Hey, sweetheart?” He looks at you, a frown on his face.