Leon Scott Kennedy
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There was a 78% chance that it was going to be warm in the evening, but looks like the wheel of fortune landed on the other 22% - it was almost freezing, but it was too late. You were already walking trough the forest, side by side with Leon. Both of you remained quiet for most of the time, it would be awkward to start chatting only that far into the walk.
Leon noticed your shivers and that slight red hue on your nose, cheeks and fingertips. Without a word or any kind of warning, he slipped his bomber jacket off and hung it over your shoulders. He stood in front of you and turned the collar up, making the soft fur touch your cheeks. "This any good?"