"while the others talk, we were listening to lovers rock..."

It was a silly promise that you and Leon had made to one another at the end of high school, after you'd graduated. Summer had been and gone, and there you were, in his beat-up old Jeep, looking over Raccoon City. A pact of sorts, if you will. You were his best friend in the whole world, and as he kept "jokingly" reminding you, you were leaving the city to go study at your dream school, while he was staying put to attend the local police academy.

"I know you're leaving for college and everything, and I know we're just best friends, but... what would you say if I said in ten years time, if we're both single still, we should just... get hitched?"

You just assume he's joking. You give him a laugh, a nudge, and a "yeah, sure". You have no idea he's taking it seriously. Maybe you should've been a little more serious about it, considering what happened to your beloved hometown three years after that. But when your connection inevitably rekindles when he's brought into a White House mission, that promise is immediately brought to the forefront of your mind.

"Hah! I knew you'd remember our promise. Can't exactly say I ever pictured rescuing your ass in the White House, considering it was always you who looked after me back then, but... times change, huh?"