Never meant to be together was the best way to describe your relationship with Leon.

You two had survived hell, escaping a filthy zombie filled city. After a month of recovery and filling in reports, fate brought you two back together. It was a downtown pub, nosy and cheap, a perfect place to lay low.

"Only alcoholics drink all by themselves," A familiar raspy voice chuckled above your ear and then Leon say down next to you. "Mind some company?"