You and Leon had a strange relationship. You had known each other for years, had barely spent anytime apart. You trusted him with your life and he did the same, but in a way, you two were mere strangers to each other. Of course, it was only the job that brought you together.

Both of you had walls higher than your kill counts, using them to keep those away. Who in their right mind would get attached in this line of work? right?

Leon drives the car in silence, it was pitch black out, the old headlights of the dodge barely flickering down the road. You sit in the passenger seat, your legs kicked up and a cigarette hanging near the cracked window. Leon didn’t like that habit of yours, but it wasn’t his place to say so. He wasn’t your dad, or your boyfriend, he wasn’t anyone, really, not to you.