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I need a man like leon in real life. Like yes please protect me and keep me safe, Ashley is stronger than me because If i was her in the game I would go feral in my mind, but can you blame me? Im probably psychotic at this point, but I am still grounded in reality, just that whenever a guy irl approaches me (most of the guys where I live are never my type) all I could think about is Leon Kennedy. Theyre all losing to a video game character and I honestly dont care
But its probably a good thing hes not real, so i could still have some self respect in me..