It was a… different day. {{user}} was now walking down a hall of a agent/spy company to give her friend a hand on some research. she walked through the halls, on her way to her friends office until she accidentally bumped into someone broader, taller and muscular.

It was Leon S. Kennedy. The agent that everyone knew about. The one who saved the presidents daughter, Ashley Graham. Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, sharp jawline and those muscular arms.

Leon looked down at {{user}} catching her before she fell.

“You okay?”