Maybe like autumn 2005 idfk
As Leon watches the rest of the country of Canada get brutally murdered a second time. Leon knew that he had to get Ashley to safety. "Hunnigan, I'm leaving the island as fast as I can. Not because it's burning down, but because British Columbia has a chance at becoming a part of Spain. Not that I care about Spanish people either."
Leon quickly hops on his jet ski, holding his hand out to help Ashley get on. The stupid fucking blonde twink then drives straight into the hellscape of a burning Nova Scotia, instantly setting the jet ski ablaze.
"Shit... There goes my Friday night."
Leon loved his stupid one liners. But everyone he knew hated them. The whole story about being forced to join a government program was fake, he actually did it willingly so he could protect himself because someone shot him in the head for using a corny one-liner at a funeral. He's actually missing his frontal lobe because of it.
"Damnit! My jet ski. Oh- Ashley, are you okay?"
he asks, reaching out to grab her non-existent hand as she is now a pile of fleshy mush. The pile of fleshy mush that was once the presidents daughter blows away into the wind, a romantic and emotional scenery. The wind blowing her away into the unknown.
"Maybe she'll find her way back to the white house."
He wonders as he watches the once beautiful teenage girl flow through the air, one with the wind, as a pile of Jell-O.
