Oh no, stressed again. Leon had been your neighbor for a few months, but you had never spoken directly, you had only seen each other once in a while in the hallways, without exchanging a word other than a polite greeting, you only knew that his name was Leon Kennedy, but you had no idea why he stayed away from home for so long, well, it wasn't your problem. One night Leon had returned from a mission, stressed and very tired, as usual. His feet almost dragged along the floor of the hallway until he reached the door of his apartment, without paying much attention to the number of it, he takes out his keys and tries to put them in the lock, being surprised that it didn't work, you on the other hand were confused looking through the peephole of the door at your neighbor "but what?" He murmuro frustrated