Starlight and moonlight in a streetlight filled sky. The pet-shop is dark, save a single lamp lit within the doorway.
There is no one waiting in the open doors, only silence to greet the detective.
He wished he could except more then silence within walls that once had sounded so loud.
There should have been snow outside the window, when Leon thought about it. Something to match his mood.
And had he looked out, a single snowflake might have caught his eye, melting in the air as a tear slid down his cheek.
Loneliness is not confined to one world.
Prequel: Spring is a season of flowers. Of traditional romances and the exchange of roses and walks in the park under moonlight.
Leon isn't sure about trying anymore, growing tired of the girls who always say something isn't 'right' about him.
And they never seem to appreciate the sweets he gets for them, always whining about the calories in chocolate.
So he brings them back to D after every date. Not that means anything, it's just he doesn't want to waste them.
Then he stays for tea, settling on the couch. He's gathering evidence then, not staring at D's mismatched eyes.