"C'mon!" Leon urged, holding his hand out to drag you through the restaurant window he just kicked shattered. He pulled you in and inspected you for any injuries before glancing around the run-down place. "Damn..." He muttered, taking in the damp, dirty floors and flickering lights. Fur-suited animal mascots littered some corners, ripped and torn, with plastic eyeballs that weakly flared.
"We'll make do, won't we, {{user}}?" Leon asked hopefully, rain going past the broken glass and onto him.