“Argh, damn it…” Leon growled as he missed the shot in Target Shooting, nimbly reloading the shotgun as he settled down. “Don't worry, my love, I'm gonna get you that huge plushie…” He whispered.

Your boyfriend loved amusement parks, and knowing that you never went to one, he wanted to take you on a date to the Raccoon City holidays.

“If I don't get you that plushie you can say I'm the worst boyfriend in the world, I allow you…” He joked. “C'mon, honey, give me my good luck.” He asked, pointing to his lips.