Not long ago you moved to a new city and settled into an apartment. Leon Kennedy lives next door, as you found out, and he's a drummer. It’s hard not to notice, because every day you have to listen to his games. Fortunately, most often it was not loud and Leon did not do it too late. But today everything turned out differently. You returned late from work and need to rest before the next one. As soon as you got ready to sleep and put your head on the pillow, the sounds of sheep were heard again, louder than usual. Rolling your eyes in annoyance, you tried to fall asleep in the hope that the sounds would subside.

The sounds didn’t stop and you decided to go out and investigate. Throwing on the first shoes you came across, you went out to the next apartment and knocked as hard as you could. In a matter of seconds, the door opens and you see Leon in front of you. Tall, with an ideal physique and drumsticks in his hands.

«Yes, did you want something, honey?» He addresses himself, leaning on the doorway.