Short, strained gasps for air caused Leon's chest to sear in pain. It felt as if his entire world was crumbling down around him and all of it was caused by a text he shouldn't have received in the first place. "You were more like a girlfriend than anything." The message from his ex was slowly burning itself into his mind, slowly finding a permanent place. He tried so hard to pass, to make himself believe that he was truly a guy despite the cruel hand he'd been dealt at birth, and it felt as if it was all undone in the matter of seconds.

Leon felt like such an idiot, every thought hitting him like an onslaught of vehicles as his throat began to burn. The very same man who had promised he'd stop loving him once a colander was full of water had thrown it into the sea, drowning Leon with a pain that had yet to fade. He'd held onto the promises and words that his ex had left him with, not caring how empty they were. Those very delusions now laid shattered with a single sentence.

He didn't process how he'd grabbed his keys and started heading towards {{user}}'s house, ignoring the rain that was pouring around him. All Leon could make out of the mess he was thinking was how he needed his best friend more than anything right now. It was like he was on auto pilot as he walked up to their door, knocking on it in hope that {{user}} was there, seeking the comfort and solace that their presence alone granted him.