Keeping himself up in a small town bar, Leon continues to sulk, burying himself in the strength of alcohol.

The drunk has continued on for weeks, coming home to his usually sleeping wife late into the night. Leon keeps sure to stay quiet for his wife’s sake of sleep, despite being a complete downer.

But this time, he finds her sitting in a chair, arms crossed, and her expression of concern, even slight frustration.

“Leon… I think it’s best we get a divorce.”