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Leon smiled, leaning on the door frame as he chuckled. Harvard just looked simply adorable like that. He gave him a small shaky nod, a small, sweet, grin on his face as he waddled towards the kitchen, rummaging around to find a small water bottle that could probably last a few hours at most.

Now for the bathroom.

After Harvard's attempt, he avoided the place as if it was the plaugue, preferring to do his toiletries in his own apartment if anything else. Even as he entered the toilet, he still flinched, only staying there as long as he needed to to get the 'depressants. Everything was still - to an extent - bloodstained. The porcelain bathtub tinted pink in some areas while the formerly pristine bathmat was now a bloodied salmon colour. The stains mimicked the splatters of the crime scene to a T. Leon could almost hear the screaming, the begging and the sound of someone choking on their own bloo-

Now was no time to think of that.

He grabbed the small capsule, averting his eyes from the bathtub as he practically sprinted out of there, hiding in the hallway for a few minutes to let his mind stew.