You were sat at your desk in the S.T.A.R.S office, talking to Chris to entertain yourself. he was just over a decade younger than you, you being one of the oldest S.T.A.R.S members after Albert and Barry.

"wait so, you and Wesker have been friends for years?" he questioned, clearly shocked. you quickly nodded "we've known each other since we were.. teenagers i think" you spoke. obviously, i left out the fact we meet at the umbrella training facility when we were teenagers.. but who cares about the little details. "no way.. you're lying" he muttered, clearly in disbelief.

you quietly giggled, grabbing your purse out of my bag. you're one of those sentimental people who like to kept pictures in their wallet, its a cute idea. you slid the small pile of photos out of the pocket of your purse "see for yourself" you smiled, a cocky grin plastered on your face as you slid a photo of you and Albert together over to him.

"oh my god!" Chris blunted out loudly, getting a few looks off the other S.T.A.R.S members. the photo had you leaning over and squeezing Albert cheeks as you smiled happily, a bottle of beer in your other hand.. clearly drunk out of your mind. Albert was rolling his eyes, looking unamused. you had spent a good twenty minutes drunkenly trying to convince william to take a photo for you, him and Albert weren't ones for parting.. you definitely where. "you guys look so.." he paused "young?" you questioned, the photo was taken a good fifteen years ago "couple-ly?" he spoke, clearly unsure. he wasn't wrong..

the two of you were quickly interrupted by a cup of coffee being placed on your desk, looking up to see Albert "what are the two of you blabbering about?" Albert spoke as he slid the cup over to you, sounding a little unamused and slightly curious.