Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170505235519

After sprinting towards the hospital for a good 15 minutes, Leon finally reached his destination in half the time, the two bouquets being gripped tightly in one thorn-cut hand while using the other to prop himself up against the wall, trying to catch his breath as a receptionist directed him up into the ward.

He obviously wasnt thinking clearly, somehow managing to spot a fedora wearing man give a blonde woman in a hospital gown a piggy back so that she could sneak salt and vinegar chips back into her dorm without being caught. She also said something about a... Stallion?

No. He was getting side tracked. Leon turned a sharp left through the labrinth of corridors, wincing in pain as his raw knuckles tapped on the wooden door politely, asking for enrty.