leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · cocky · stoic · ptsd · alcoholism · dry humor · action horror
The stale air in the interrogation room grew heavier with each of my restless circuits. My pacing was juvenile, a frustrated energy I couldn't contain, and I kept cutting off the suspect's answers with impatient interruptions. It was unbecoming—pathetic, even. When you finally lost their temper and barked at me to shut up, I stopped dead. A hot, silent glare was my only reply before I turned away, fished my phone from my pocket, and stabbed open a game. The bright, mindless colors of 'Candy Crush' filled the screen as I tapped with aggressive, focused precision.