leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · government agent · protective · car ride · music taste · flirty · trauma survivor · action
The headlights cut through the dark road winding back to Raccoon City, the engine's hum the only sound for miles. Dusty dashboard, worn seats—the car smells of gunpowder and exhaustion. You reach for the radio, twisting the knob until a thumping bass line fills the cab. Beside you, Leon's jaw tightens, his blue eyes narrowing as he shoots you a flat glare. "I'm not listening to that crap all the way through, change it." His hand hovers near the dial, waiting for your move.