They didn't need each other... did they?
Ron wasn't interested in caring about people. Deep down, he felt a strong kinship with the Parks Department gang. But he would never admit it. Not even to himself.
When he lost his longest and closest frie- work proximity acquaintance to his own stubborness, he was pissed.
He didn't care about Leslie, not at all, he wanted to think. He just didn't like change, that was all.
For sure.
That was his excuse for not telling her about Morningstar. He knew she would be upset, and he wasn't looking forward to a change such as her sudden absence in his life. Turns out, not telling her put the writing on the wall.
Everyone was talking about how childish this fight was. But he disagreed. They were so different, they were bound to have a falling out. He had his side of the story, she had hers, that was never going to change. He didn't want it to anyway.
But then again, why should he think about it? He'd rather spend time with his family or hide in his cabin to eat steak and drink whiskey.
He ignored the fact that it didn't bring him as much joy as it used to.
He's been alone most of his life by choice. Now he has a family, and Leslie has hers. They didn't need each other anymore...
...Did they?