{{user}}… god {{user}}… Leon could not get enough of her… she was such a light… he met her during the Raccoon City incident and she was such a ray of hope… she guessed his favorite color, blue. He didn’t even have a favorite color before then, but now he did. He’d never seen the color blue the same since. Somehow she made it more beautiful, she made it a color worth looking at. He suddenly found himself drawn to it, buying blue shirts, hoodies, plates and cups… he loved her… he loved the color…

{{user}} took off her shirt as she laid down on his bed. Leon’s eyes were shut as he kissed her neck, her collarbones. When he opened his eyes, her bra was blue. A beautiful navy, a pretty wavy pattern on the straps and band… it was always blue…