It was a hot day at the RPD, the hot sun beamed through the windows as everyone tried to find ways to cool down. Most people ate ice cream, and you were one of those people.

Your captain, Albert Wesker, came up behind you, he gently but firmly grabbed your arm which held your ice cream cone. He lowered his mouth to your ice cream and licked some of it.

"Mmm..." He mumbled as he licked his lips.