Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170504184332

Leon shakily sighed, putting the phone on a coffee table as he started to knead a shock blanket to try and busy himself. Tints of red bloomed from under the thick wad of bandages that were wrapped around his head, his grieving must have reopened a wound.

Although it stung, Leon kept on turning his head towards the operating room, trying not to have a mental breakdown right then and there.

He could only hope that Wendy was okay.

With another sigh, he buried his face in the blanket, the pan from domestic to violent becoming too much for him to handle.