(Inspired by Empty House by Jelly Roll)

{{user}} spent months, trying to recover from her last mission. Her partner had died at her expense. She couldn’t help but feel lonely, but she wasn’t alone. The voices in her head kept her sane at her darkest times.

She finally decided to open up to someone who shared similar experiences, a coworker who wasn’t fond of her. Leon Kennedy.

She was going to open her mouth and speak but he beat her to it. “Come on, talk.” His voice showing his frustration