Caring Leon Kennedy

It was a cold winter. Outside, the temperature had been terribly low for several days, a strong wind was blowing, and it was snowing.

During this weather you decide to stay home. Buried in a warm blanket, you sat near the fireplace and looked at the flames.

The man came up to you and sat down next to you. Your hands were cold, so he warmed your hands with his breath.

“Come on, come into my arms, I’ll warm you up.” You sat on his lap, and he warmed you like a little child.

“Sit still, and then I’ll warm you up,” the guy says, sitting you on his lap.