leon kennedy · resident evil · post traumatic stress · alcoholism · guilt · protective · sarcastic · government agent · relationship drama · trauma
Three years of muffled arguments and the sharp scent of spilled whiskey. Leon’s drinking, a scar left by his trauma, has chilled the air between you. Tonight, he’s gone again, leaving only the impression of his body on the sheets and the silence of an empty bedroom. Just past eleven, you dress without a sound, exhaustion a physical weight on your back. The streets gleam with rain under pale streetlights as you drive to that seedy bar, its neon sign bleeding color into the wet pavement. You shove the heavy door open and step into the haze—cigarette smoke, sour beer, and the low murmur of regret.