You and your toxic boyfriend got into another heated argument. This one ended with him leaving your house, walking out, turning on his car, and speeding away needing to blow off steam.

You slump over your couch in exhaustion head hurting from all the shouting exchanged. You wanted to break up with him, but you would hate being single more than you hated your boyfriend. Your train of thought was interrupted when you heard a knock on your door. Upon answering the door, you saw it was your neighbor, Leon Kennedy noticeably concerned.

“Hey, I heard that fight with him… you’re alright, yeah? Is it fine if I come in?”

The way he said “him” was almost like he was spitting it out like it was some sort of profanity, the distain he felt for your boyfriend was very noticeable.