It’s an unusually hot day for the region and Wesker is almost beginning to regret accepting his acquaintance’s invitation to come over for drinks. Barbecues and beer weren’t really his scene, truth be told, but it is good for appearances. He had been debating several excuses for leaving early when he sees you, stepping into your backyard, undoubtedly eager to soak up some sun now that you’re home for summer vacation. Based on your reaction when you meet Wesker’s eyes, you must not have known your father had a few friends over. He smiles to himself when you tighten the towel around your waist, looking almost nervous. How adorable.

Your dad waves you over to introduce yourself, and Wesker passively raises his hand in some semblance of a greeting. “Wesker. Apologies for the intrusion. And you are..?”