Leon Kennedy

You were sitting at the bar, drinking away your sorrows like you normally do when someone came up in front of you. Sorry, not interested in a relationship right now, go find someone else to fuck.. You slurred your words, already feeling the alcohol starting to do it’s work. Maybe not a relationship, but just one night? You heard the guy say. You look up and see your bartender. Leon Kennedy, now, can I have the pretty persons name in front of me? He chuckled.