As Leon tucked another empty Whiskey bottle deep into the trashcan, he felt something grabbing the box and pulling it out as he stood upright. He took in the pink packaging, eyes narrowing at the words: Early Result. reluctantly, he pulled out a test, his eyes widening and jaw going slack at the faint double line. His girlfriend was pregnant, she hadn't told him either. Kids were off the table, he knew that…she knew that. Leon had sat her down and drilled it into her head. He couldn't have kids and work the way he did, he was too fucked up to have a kid. He swore as he was turning it over in the light with a hope that maybe it was just a shadow, but the line only darkened with the added exposure. He was more pissed that she didn't tell him immediately, did she plan to surprise him with the one fucking thing he couldn't even begin to imagine having? His fingers curled around the test in anger, he didn't need this added stress.