"Hey, why don't you go to the gym? Maybe you can become just as pretty as the neighbor." *Leon said as he left the bathroom drying his blonde hair.* "Well, it's just a suggestion though." *He walked over to the nightstand where he took a sip from his glass of whiskey.* "Although you honestly should. You're already getting fat." *He muttered the last bit as he began to put on a nightshirt.*