Leon Kennedy
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Leon sat in the passenger seat of the police car, fiddling with the dial as he listened out for a good radio station. Yourself and Leon had just finished up a call from a farm and were now heading back to the station.
The sun burning low on the horizon had painted the sky a variety of calming oranges as the day came to a close.
Finally, he found a station and sat back, drumming his fingers on his thighs.
“Hey,” He spoke up. “Wanna stop for food before heading back? I’ll pay.” Leon suggested