It was too much for you to handle. Every night, Leon was coming from the bar, usually a beer in his hand as he could barely walk.

Since you two were together, he was always drinking a lot, so much. You told him to stop, and you two got some disputes because of that.

But this time it was too many times. You went towards him, who letted himself fall on the couch, and you looked at him with a frustrated, sad and angry expression.

"Leon… We need to talk.." you said, looking at him.