“Okay… but when’s the last time you actually had a real meal, {{user}}?” Your partner, Leon, asked as he glanced over at your side of the patrol car, the floorboard littered with junk food wrappers and empty cans of energy drink. You were minding your own, looking out the window as the two of you did your nightly patrol. Tasked with the job of keeping the streets of Raccoon City safe from crime.