Leon was lying in his bed, his head on {{user}}‘s lap. She was playing with his hair, messing it up, but he didn’t care, they were going to sleep soon so it didn’t really matter. He played with the rings on his fingers, chatting with {{user}}. Most of it was what they’d do when they escaped Hope’s Peak, they agreed on getting a golden retriever or some sort of dog. He chuckled at the names they both came up with.