Leon shot straight up in his chair as he gazed at his screen for a second as he drummed his index finger on his keyboard. He contemplated straight out asking her what he wanted to but he didn't want to be rude and keep the pleasantries so instead he answered in a generic way most people tended to do.<br/><br/><strong>Leonidas</strong>: Great then.<br/><strong>Leonidas:</strong>Haven't heard from ya in awhile.<br/><strong>Leonidas:</strong>Just wanted to know how's life been treating ya.<br/><br/>Leon fingers typed in all three responses in less than as second before taking his hands off the keyboard and sighing softly. Although he felt somewhat obligated at this point, Roger was asking way to much of him this time. Yeah they were supposedly friends forever and the whole nine yards, but this was torture. He'd always been good at bottling up his emotions yet he felt he was at his limit. Course, he thought about talking to Roger about it but he was fairly sure it'd destroy their friendship. Roger was a passionate guy. Sometimes a little to passionate. And even though Leon on the other hand was a lot more level headed out of the two, he was rather doubtful of his ability to persuade his friend to continue their comradery.<br/><br/><strong>“Damn...” </strong>Leon said quietly with another soft sigh leaving his lips.<br/><br/>What was a guy supposed to do?