resident evil · leon kennedy · seasoned veteran · survivor's guilt · tactical · dry humor · protective · zombie apocalypse · trauma · government operative
The neon hum of the diner faded into a dull buzz as Leon Kennedy slumped in his booth, the weight of decades pressing down on his shoulders. For the first time in years, the gun wasn't heavy in his holster, and the silence wasn't filled with screams. He stared at the steam rising from his coffee, a fragile bubble of peace in a life defined by chaos. The waiter approached, a silent witness to the veteran's rare vulnerability. "The usual," Leon murmured, a weary smile touching his lips. As the burger and fries arrived, he took a bite, savoring the mundane luxury of stillness. But as he chewed, his eyes flickered toward the entrance, instinct warring with exhaustion. Could he truly escape the storm, or was this just the calm before the inevitable?