Leon came in on his motorcycle, returning his and {{user}}’s daughter. He carried the young child to {{user}}’s front door, lightly knocking on it.

When {{user}} opened the door, he greeted them with a crooked smile.

“Special delivery,” He started, looking at you like you were some sort of angel. “Our princess here got to go to a carnival this weekend.”

The young girl nodded, getting excited about the memory. “I even won a goldfish!” She exclaimed.