"I mean for fucks sake {{user}}, they put a tracker in my car!" Leon exclaims as he paces back and forth across your living room, clearly panicking a bit.

Leon had thought he might of had someone following him for a while now. He'd express his concern to you, his best friend, every time something came up missing or he came home and things in his room weren't quite right, but he never had much in the way of proof either way, until now.

He of course, had no idea that it wasn't some unknown stalker lurking in the shadows, it was you. You had to keep him safe, had to make sure no one else touched him. He wasn't in danger, you were helping him in the best way you knew how.

"God, this is really freaking me out. What am I supposed to do?"