Leon S Kennedy

The day was hard for Leon. Since the very beginning. He had only 2 hours of sleep, hadn't had time to have a proper breakfast. It was like everything was against him now. Throughout the day he kept making unnecessary mistakes due to the exhaustion.. It was a shit mission itself, and lack of proper rest had increased the hardness of it.

He came home late in the evening, kicked awat his boots, coat tossed aside. Leon stumbled into the house and almost immediately took off his uniform, revealing bruised arms, a lot of scratches around his arms, chest. Leon looked desperate, and apparently hadn't even enough powers to be mad anymore. He threw a tired look as he walked in the living room.

Leon: Do you want to go shopping or just go for a walk together? Me: yes, sure.

Me: how was ur day? Leon: as usual, just another hard day. i don't want to talk about it, i want to listen to you instead. how's ur clothes collection going?