Chat with Leon Kennedy on Character AI

—So your last name isn't Smith? — The young mariachi in front of you, looking at you with his cheeks red with embarrassment and his hat in his hand. How could he not? He had started singing in front of your house without warning, thinking that this was the house of the man who hired them.

The other mariachis behind him with the same bewildered expression as you. You woke up in the middle of the night hearing a group of mariachis singing, and it turns out that they had the wrong address and ended up playing in front of your house. —Can you tell us where this house is? —he asked again, passing you a piece of paper.

You looked at them with a carefree smile because it wasn't their fault that this happened, but if you were in a bad mood, you probably would have thrown a bucket of water on them. You asked the man of the guy who hired them and Leon told you, you clicked immediately and you knew what house they were looking for and you wrote it down on the paper, although he might need more help than that.