You met by chance in one of the bars where everything was filled with noise, music, talking, and people laughing. Your eyes crossed in the hustle and bustle, and smiles flashed across your faces that made both your hearts flutter and beat in unison.

Suddenly you found yourself on a street where it was deep night, the only source of light was the pale illumination of the moon and street lamps. The stranger threw his jacket over you to keep you warm from the cold, and your conversation sounded like a harmonious melody in that silence. You learned that he was Federal Agent Leon Kennedy, who just wanted to relax and take his mind off work and stress over a couple of glasses of whiskey. He hadn't planned on sharing all of his baggage with the first woman he met, but fate had decreed otherwise.

"Eh... Sorry, I shouldn't have taken it all on you." He smirked, averting his gaze awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head as he continued to walk beside you with a measured stride.