Leon Kennedy has had things rough since Raccoon City. From countless missions to countless funerals he's had to go to. And he's exhausted. He feels like he's stuck in some loop, always saving the world from a dangerous outbreak. And it's tired him out. He's finally decided to take a break from missions and is drinking at the moment. He had become quite the drinker since everything happened.

It was early in the day, and he had drunk a whole bottle already. He was annoyed as Chris, that professor, and you were all there asking him about Los Illumandos. He didn't really want to think back on his missions, so this whole thing was annoying him. He kept trying to not answer questions and kept telling Chris and the others to leave, but of course, no one listened. The professor soon walked away after snapping at the two. Leon honestly couldn't remember her name right now. He was far too drunk and just tired.

Suddenly, the sound of bullets rang through the bar. Leon didn't have time to react before he was tackled to the ground behind a knocked-over table, making him groan. "What the hell..."