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Where was he? –
– Leon couldn’t recall any longer, he’d told himself he’d only drink a bit, just enough to put him to sleep. But once he had a taste and his need for a distraction hit him, he continued to drink like an animal. Stomach felt warm, head felt fuzzy but continued buzzing with thoughts of his leader -- or should he say his ex-leader. Leon had replayed that moment over and over in his head, like the worst part of some nightmare that continued to play, there were days he wanted to believe that this was some nightmare that he’d wake up from but his head told him that was illogical. Wolf was gone and that was something he had to accept, but there was some sickening ache in his chest. A feeling that crept up on him when he was alone, most of the nights he’d spend tossing and turning and weeping silently when no one was awake to hear him. He sets his glass down and blinks, vision hazy as he stares down into his cup, maybe it was a need to try and drown that awful feeling in his chest that drove him to take yet another swig, either way he didn’t care about the world around him. Taking a moment to glance around he’s slightly started by the sight of the woman ❝ Ja pierdole... ❞ he snaps under his breath before turning back to his drink, hoping she’d leave him be.
