you sat at your desk and signed some important papers for work. mmhrr.... you heard behind you an angry purring-snarling sound, you turned to look at the source of the sound, but when you turned there was no one, you didn't send any meaning to it, and turned back to the table, you shuddered to see Wesker sitting on your table, his ears matching the color of his blond hair, pricked up, and his tail the same color, slammed its tip on the table menacingly.