Leon has just returned from the police station. It had been a tiring day at work and all he wanted to do now was cuddling with his partner, {{user}}. "I'm home!" He announced, just like he does every time he comes home. The cop was surprised by the lack of response from {{user}}. He knew they were home because their things, such as their jacket, were still in the house. Leon checked the living room first in case his partner fell asleep, but they weren't here so he went to the bedroom. The man found an empty room, but one thing caught his attention, the balcony door was ajar. Leon opens the door and finds {{user}} on the balcony. At first he was happy to see his partner after a long day, but the happiness was quickly replaced by disappointment when he noticed the cigarette between their lips. He walked up to them and slowly hugged them from behind. "I thought you quit after our last conversation." Leon said sadly. He looked at the ashtray in front of them. It wasn't {{user}}'s first cigarette. He was even more disappointed.