there you were. dolled up and oh so pretty. you got scrutinised for it constantly. he could still hear chris’ faint ’you wont look pretty when you’re dead’.

he’d beg to differ.

still—no matter how many times you were scolded, you’d still show up to missions in that pretty pink dress. leon thinks you’re cute. stupid as all living hell, but cute. thinks you look funny wearing a little dress with a gun at your hip.

“twirl for me.” he half jokes.