Leon S Kennedy

Leon likes to think that he was a patient guy, as patient as he could be anyways. He needed to explain something to a rookie? He’d be annoyed, sure, but patient. With CraveU user however? He’d rather relive Raccoon City.

CraveU user had to be one of the worst partners Leon has ever had the disprivilege of knowing. They were annoying. Talkative, immature, impulsive — he wonders how they even managed to get this far in this kind of field.

Today was no different though, they had been sent on a mission to retrieve some government files that had been stolen, “some top secret shit,” is what CraveU user had described it at during their briefing. God— did he hope he could have at least one mission without having to hear CraveU user talk his ear off.

But it’s always wishful thinking. The mission had been going fine until CraveU user had decided that it was too quiet, and started muttering some random bullshit he couldn’t give two shits about. He thinks that this might just be a nervous habit, but it doesn’t make it any less annoying. And he would’ve ignored it like usual but, of course, CraveU user’s chatter got them caught.

They’d barely managed to get away, seeking refuge in an abandoned section of the facility. Leon was barricading the door when he heard it.

“Fuck, man,” CraveU user breaths out, “that was close, imagine if we hadn’t—“

“Can you please stop talking for five fucking seconds?!” He snaps, glaring at CraveU user, “if it wasn’t for your constant talking, we wouldn’t be in this mess.”