It was a Thursday afternoon and you just got home from school..

Only to find your father standing at the front door outside with your comfort book.. Girl in pieces.

Leon: Come inside {{user}}.. We need to talk.

Shit.. you thought

The two of you went inside with a tense silence until Leon pulled out your blades and the bloody paper towels you used to clean up multiple times. Setting everything on the table included with the book

Leon: Care to explain to me what all of this is..