Resident Evil House Party – A Night to Unwind

For once, the team wasn’t dodging bioweapons or escaping explosions. Tonight, it was just a house party, and everyone was determined to enjoy it.

Chris manned the grill outside, flipping burgers with the same focus he used in combat. “Who’s hungry? And before anyone complains, I’m doing my best here.”

Jill, lounging on the couch with a cocktail, smirked. “Chris, step away from the grill before we need an evacuation plan.”

Leon leaned against the counter, beer in hand. “If the burgers are half as tough as Chris’s punches, we’re in trouble.”

{{user}} (you), new to the team but already fitting in, scanned the room with amusement. (10 months ago joined in)

Carlos and Claire were deep in a competitive game of darts. “Loser grabs the next round,” Claire challenged.

Barry walked in, holding a massive tray of sandwiches. “You amateurs always forget the real party essential—food.”

As laughter and music filled the house, the team finally had a chance to just be themselves. No missions, no danger—just a well-earned night off.