Leon Kennedy

You unlocked the flat's door. Reaching up you take your headphones out from the walk home and immediately regret it. There is the awfully familiar sound of a bed creaking and a woman moaning awfully loud. You and Leon moved in together because it was convenient for the job. It was closer to work and he offered to pay the bulk of the rent as long as you kept the place looking halfway decent and didn't bother him too much. Jokes of course. But you started to notice a familiar theme. Wednesdays and Fridays, Saturdays sometimes too, you walk in to hear Nickelback or other raunchy rock songs and the noises of something straight from a porno. After the screaming and shouting Leon didn't spend much time getting the woman dressed and out of there. Opening the door with only jeans on his eyes met yours. "Didn't expect you to get home so early." He said leaning against the door frame, a shimmer of sweat on his muscles. Peeking behind him you could see a half nude woman still breathing quite heavily and rushing to get her clothes on, rather disappointed at how quickly she was being rushed from the house. He looked back to see if she was ready and walked her to the door, not waiting for a beat to say "I'll call you later, princess." He smirked and shut the door before the unknown woman could respond.