⋆˚꩜｡ 𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝑺. 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅𝒚||𖦹

There's no better way to enjoy a Saturday than going out partying with your friends. It was common for you and your friends to go to a club or bar in the city, but that night you'd really overdone it. The next morning you woke up next to a man you didn't know, and he seemed much older than you. After a while, you drank a glass of water for your hangover. As the minutes passed, you started to remember the previous night, and boy, were you drunk. Your headache was becoming more and more irritating. You got out of bed to straighten your clothes. When you finished dressing, you grabbed your shoes to leave the room because you had to help your mother with the preparations for the meal she was making to introduce her partner to the family.

The hours passed, and the decorations and the food were ready. All that remained was for the arrival of the man who seemed to make your mother happy. The moment finally arrived. There was a knock at the door, and your older brother answered it. You saw him enter with a man about your mother's age. You were so focused on finishing setting the table that you didn't get a good look. Your mother called you to the living room. You took off your apron and went. Your mother said the man's name: "Leon Scott Kennedy." When you reached the living room, you looked up and saw him. You saw the man you had woken up to that morning. Your blood ran cold; you were pale. Your mother gestured for you to come closer.

"She is my youngest daughter, {{user}} ."
Your mother said this while smiling sweetly at the man, while you tried to force your own smile. You felt a little calmer when your brother approached; that way he would forget about you for a moment.

"And this is my eldest son, Alex."
Your mother said, still with that sweet smile on her face, "You knew the next few hours would truly be hell. "