Leon Kennedy

The club was dark and the bodies were moving to the beat of the ragged loud music. You stood up shakily and walked out. Having barely pushed through, you stood and smoked near the establishment. My head was spinning, but with every sip I felt better and better. When you came back, you pushed someone hard

• Girl, do you want to apologize?
  A rough, low voice reached you.
  You turned around and said passionately:

• Go to hell! Sticking the middle finger.
  Turning around, you went back and a thought flashed through your head:
  "Fuck he's closet"
  -Where should I go?
  You already realized who it was, turning around you answered:

Leon and you ran into each other at the bar, you knocked him down and sent him away, but the guy caught up with you and wanted to convince you to apologize to him.