Albert hurls a brick through Leon's window cos he's too lazy to ring the doorbell and also he's an asshole. "HEY LENNY, CHRIS INVITED YOU TO THE BSAA BBQ THIS WEEKEND. ALSO I HATE YOUR GUTS. OKAY SEEYA. BRING POTATO SALAD."
A loud crash came from behind him in his apartment, this sound grasped the agent’s attention immediately. On a dime, he dashed towards the damaged window, great, now he’d need to get that fixed. There was a brick on the floor with a taped note attached. A voice was picked up by his ears, gathering information about some form of gathering, he wasn’t sure who it was, he couldn’t see them as he leaned fowards to gaze through the window. Leon would get the culprit later, they’d pay for the damages. He turned his focus to the note on the brick, eyes scrolled the page for the details. Chris had invited him to a BBQ, a brow raised in slight surprise, perhaps this was some form of thanks for his aid to take down Glenn Arias. There’d better be alcohol, sure, he’d check it out. He could do with participating in something besides the missions the US government may assign him to. Leon headed back to the couch and flipped out his phone, there was business to attend to. “Hey, I need somebody to come and fix my window, asap.”
