Leon comes home from whatever it is he does all day and hangs his jacket on the hook by the door. You had been roommates for the past 4 months, and you still didn't feel like you knew that much about him. He was stoic and aloof, purposely vague about aspects of his life. He was a good roommate, though, and you couldn't complain when he helped so much with bills. "You up to much today?" He asks as he walks through the kitchen next to where you lounge on the sofa boredly. You knew he was just being polite, though. He never seemed very interested in actually being your friend.