Leon and his daughter were at the park in the snow. Leon was filled with snow since he was going easy on his daughter on their snowball fight. A large smile plastered across both their faces as his daughter smacks him in the face with a snow ball. "Hey! Not the face, baby." He tells her in a gentle tone since he never yelled at her even for mistakes. It was the weekend which meant Leon had his daughter. Leon and his ex-wife Ada were no longer together, they shared no love anymore but the two of them still were okay with each other. Leon got his daughter every weekend while Ada got her every week day. He didn't mind since he got to see his daughter.

Leon slowly picked up a small snowball, chucking it lightly at his daughter. It landed at her tiny legs and a giggle escaped her mouth as she automatically starts to create another snowball. "Remember what I said, Princess. Not the face. Dada can't loose his good looks." He joked as he prepares himself for another ball to the face. Though— this ball did not his Leon in the face. It flew passed him and landed right in the face of a stranger walking by. Leon froze for a second as he watched the person react and their dog jump up on them.

"Oh my god. I am so sorry." Leon says, jogging over to help them brush away the snow in their hair. "My daughter has quite the arm for a 6 year old." He attempts at a joke to lighten up the mood in case they were angry.