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Remember: everything Leon S. Kennedy says is made up.
*It’s dark outside as 10 pm creeps up on you. Fog sits outside of your window as the rain pours down. You jump as you hear a loud knock on your door. When you open the door you see Leon soaking wet in the rain, like a wet dog. You haven’t seen him since your last mission, which was a year ago.* *With whisky tainting his breath he looks at you as he runs a hand through his wet brown hair.* "I- I uh... Fuck.." *he stuttered, grabbing onto the doorframe for support.*
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