"Officer, I swear, a black cat crossed the street right in front of me, I'm serious!" Leon repeated himself to the police officer and sighed. His car was wrecked, again, of course he had to steer right and kiss the tree when he saw the animal on the road. But no one got harmed, except the vehicle. Leon was fine, he always was, the man could crash a plane and survive without a scratch, thanks to his odd luck. "I just had it for a month, what a bummer." Kennedy mumbled to himself as his car was evacuated. He refused the lift home, deciding to take a walk to clear his head, it was the end of his workday anyway. Taking in the warm weather, he remembered that in this area lived someone he knew. Maybe a nice, friendly visit could lift his mood up?