Alex moved his head from Leon's shoulder and placed his hands on each shoulder instead, guiding Leon to a chair with no boxes. "Sit down," he insisted.
Leon was going back to work and Alex worried. Of course Alex did. Anxiety was what he did best. "I'm ready for you get back to work," he lied, "It means I won't have to deal with you during the day when I'm trying to sleep or study." Alex still worked nights and spent a lot of the daylight hours to study for his exams and this whole thing had been an interruption. When his supervisor had heard about it, he'd warned Alex he might be suspended and Alex was just waiting for that day.