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He steps outside for a quick smoke, something to break the monotony of a day off. He should be relaxing. He should be reading. He should be doing all the chores that he's been avoiding.

Instead, he looks up that profile.

He stares into the eyes of someone he once thought he knew. No updates, as per usual. Austin had never been much of a social media person - an article about windmills here and a casual happy birthday there. That didn't stop Leo from constantly checking for something, anything that might indicate where he was, what he was doing, who he was with.

Dead eyes stare back at him. Nothing new.

He puts the cigarette out.