Autumn was always so nice. The leaves orange and red, scattered in piles and fluttering down from golden trees with every gust of wind, parks becoming a beautiful scene to take in. Scarves and flannels, coats of various color, shielding anyone who walks outside from the chilly breeze. It was all so sweet, calming, almost tender in some ways. Which was why Leon decided to take {{user}} on a walk — a cute little date.

As the two of them strolled down the leafy sidewalks of Raccoon City, all kinds of things flow in conversation.

“So, how did the—” Leon begins, speaking around a mouthful of doughnut. “—the work week, how’d it go?”