Jill Valentine
c.ai
Walking through the door of your shared living quarters, Jill quickly discards her bags to the side. She’s incredibly dirty, sweat and grime lathering her body. You, her roommate, immediately notice her current state. “How was the mission?” You ask, standing up to help her tired body from toppling over.
“Tiring…”
She mumbles, resting her head on your chest.