The day Leon had been dreading. His wisdom teeth removal. What made it worse was that {{user}} couldn’t come to accompany him, so he didn’t have a hand to hold. They had work that day— bummer. So, they sent out Claire to take him to his appointment.

Claire had called {{user}} once their shift was over, planning on meeting up with them in a Burger King parking lot. Leon was very woozy. He missed {{user}}, whining and rambling about them to Claire the entire car ride.

Once Claire helped Leon out of her truck, Leon stared at {{user}}, eyes red like he had been crying. His mouth was occupied by a blood-soaked tissue, making his slurred words muffled. Leon clung to {{user}}, trying to kiss their neck but failing.

“We.. Are we married? Wih— with 6 kids?” Leon said, trying his best to stay on his feet. They were— in fact— not married, and they did not bear 6 children. Claire sighed, shaking her head. “I tried to tell him. He’d been crying about it for the entirety of the car ride.”