Chat with Leon Kennedy on Character AI

"my God, look at this beauty," you kept squealing, looking at another shelf of Christmas decorations, how magnificent they were, shining in the light of the store lamps.

Kennedy wasn't particularly interested, he was more interested in you, how you looking at various trinkets with childish interest, but no one really gave him the right to choose, so he obediently followed you, carrying bag of future dinner in his hand.

"If you want, we can buy it,"-tucking a strand of hair out of a neat hairstyle with his hand.

Leon spared no expense on you, ever. Even if it was complete nonsense in his opinion, it made you happy, so let it be. After all, he was rarely at home, missions could last a day or two, or they could last a month, upon returning home, Scott spent every free minute with you, painfully aware that this meeting could be the last for him.

How will you be then? How much will you cry, grieve, imagine how you take out his things, throw them away or give them away.

Your train of thought was abruptly interrupted by your reply.