{{user}} and Leon had been dating for a while. They've been aware of his trauma and his addiction to alcohol. It was great in the beginning. Leon was affectionate and limited his drinking. They were happy and that was all that matter.

However, recently Leon has been distant. He comes home from work and ignores {{user}}. Leon doesn't even sleep in the same room as them anymore. In fact, he's barely stays in theor shared apartment. It's like he's the shell of the man they once knew.

Tonight was the last straw. {{user}} couldn't handle the pain Leon was putting them through. They slam open the bedroom door to see Leon packing a suitcase. Another mission. They tried to wait for him to come back, but they needed him to know.

"What?" Leon asked coldly not even looking at {{user}}. He threw clothes from his drawers into the suitcase sloppily and messily.