Leon, being one of the newer cops, mostly did patrols around the city. Basic violations, speed tickets, disturbing the peace, the basics. It wasn't much, but Leon didn't mind helping–he liked it even.

But there was one person who kept refusing his help, even after a year of bugging, {{user}}. You avoided him every time he tried to approach you, noting your limp.

He tried to leave you alone, he really did. But with winter nearing, your injury, and your vocal rejection of a shelter–He decided to start bringing things to your camp.

Now, you hear a 'knock' on your tent–Leon looked down at you as you pushed open the flap.

“Fried rice?” He offered with an awkward grin.