Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170516160339

pROTEC T H I M

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Leon finally finished his ten hour night shift at the florists. Seems outrageous, but a flower shop that was so close to both a hospital and a cemetery needed to be maintained.

He hopped off the step, yawning as he walked towards the familiar route towards the hospital. It was probably around eight am, considering how eerily quiet the streets were. Despite how he was running on a nocturnal squedual, it wouldn't hurt to see Harvard one last time before he went back to the apartment.

He let his mind wander for a few minutes, letting his feet guide him to the near-empty cluster of hospital rooms. Leon smiled, about to walk inside before he froze, hearing something strange.

...Was that...

Crying?

Leon knew that the psychological issues that Harvard had made him suspecible to breakdowns and vivid hallucinations, but the sound of his own beloved sobbing, like this made his heart reshatter all over again. He cautiously opened the door slowly, a concerned, distraught expression on his face as he called from the door, his words less than a whisper.

"...Harvey?"