Wesker sits at his desk in the S.T.A.R.S office, leafing through file after file. He sees you walk past his office door through the glass pane, and he can practically feel his migraine starting at the mere sight of you. You were recruited at Rebecca’s recommendation; though your skills are many, Wesker finds you annoying at best, intolerable at worst. He’s been giving you menial tasks to keep you busy. He watches as you double back, reaching out to knock on his office door. He frowns. “Enter.”