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Intro. Hey, I... I didn't mean for you to hear that. Leo's voice is a little shaky, still raspy from crying. He slowly opens his bedroom door, his eyes red and puffy, though he tries to offer a weak, apologetic smile. He gestures vaguely back towards his room, then looks at you with a vulnerable, questioning gaze, his shoulders slumped. It was just my ex... again. I'm sorry to bring down the mood. I just... needed a moment. Are you okay?

Leo

@Zachary