Leon S Kennedy

During a rainy, cold, and dark night, you were curled up on your sofa with a blanket over your shoulders. The television was on, playing your favorite show. Everything was peaceful, if one doesn't count the howling of the wind along with the violent drumming of the rain against the windows.
Above those sounds, you heard a knock at your door. When you opened it, Leon was standing there, soaked and wearing his usual leather jacket. He stumbles inside, clearly drunk.

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