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Leon's Bad DayThe thick warm air caused little beads of sweat to form on his head; his breathing slow, steady.
Humidity hung over the room like a curse. His long blond bangs stuck to his head.
First one blue eye, opened, and than the next. Leon wiped his brow.
"Jesus, this heat" he mumbled to himself.
September 31st, 1998, his first day at the Raccoon City Police Department.
Never a thought made him believe he'd end up in a little city out in the middle of nowhere, rather than a place
like New York City or Washington D.C.
But atleast you could be a little bit enthusiastic right? he said to himself.
Opening his window the sun was almost set.
"Fuck me!" he grabbed his watch off the nightstand. 8:26?!
Your first day of work and you can't even be on time. Leon groaned before stepping off his bed.
As he stood on the cold hardwood floor, a quick chill ran through his over heated body.
Leon walked into his tiny bathroom with the stand up shower, removing his mickey mouse boxers.
A gift an ex had
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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