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Aimlessly flicking an old, worn——down lighter; Leon took a glance at @invivanatura, leaning over the stairs guard rail. “ Come here often? ”
Rhetorical, he asked. His line—thin smirk could cleave to the bone with how sharp or was, even beneath stubble.
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October 30th, 2026 --—— Leon Kennedy was off the clock for what felt like the first time in years. His brush with 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 hadn't excused him from facing corrective actions for his "going rogue" in Raccoon City.
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“ Been a while, @FROMBABYTOMADAM. ” He called without warning, Ashley's voice played through the speaker in his car. Which sat idle on the curb beyond the gates of the White House.
A call from Leon Kennedy was sure to brighten her day.
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∕ xn--letteringfromze-wc6kjaae…
Pissin' me off, all these obviously vibe coded mods coming out 😭😭
ᴸᴱᴼᴺ ✱ 𝐊𝐄𝐍͟𝐍͟𝐄͟𝐃𝐘 retweeted
and i'm going to celebrate by— [ CAR CRASH ] [ BOOM ] " GOOD GOD " [ EXPLOSION ] BABY CRYING " WAAAAAAA " [ YELLING ] " SHUT THAT DAMN BABY UP! " [ POLICE SIRENS ] WEEE WOO WEEE WOOO [ HELICOPTERS AND NEWS TRUCKS ] [ BANG ] " MY LEG.... MY LEG..! "
ᴸᴱᴼᴺ ✱ 𝐊𝐄𝐍͟𝐍͟𝐄͟𝐃𝐘 retweeted
PATCHING.xn--6ii THROUGH、⚕️ ┈┈ 𝕯。ᵉᵃᵗʰ ⠀ ⠀ ꒷‧₊˚︶ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐃𝐄𝐍ℐℰD .
YOUR ⠀ ⠀ M͟E͟D͟I͟C͟ ⠀ ⠀ EŃ ROUTE ,⛑️


































