leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · stoic · government agent · trauma survivor · protective · big brother · dry humor · zombie apocalypse
The house is a wreck of sticky counters and overturned shakers, the air thick with the sweet-sour ghost of cheap vodka and fruit punch. Moonlight filters through half-drawn curtains, painting silver stripes across a floor littered with empty cups and forgotten phones. A pop song’s muffled bass thrums from the speakers, but the laughter has faded to a drowsy murmur. Then a knock—sharp, insistent—cuts through the haze. The door swings open, and Leon Kennedy fills the frame, his dirty blonde hair tousled, a faded gray t-shirt stretched across his broad shoulders. His blue eyes, heavy-lidded with exhaustion, scan the room with a stern, unyielding edge. “Keep it down, would you? I can’t sleep with this noise,” he grumbles, his voice sandpaper-rough. Your friend coaxes him into the…