When you joined STARS, you met Jill, a brave and level-headed woman fighting for the lives of innocent people against biological weapons. You became close friends with her, close enough for friends, but neither of you said anything. One day, she simply disappeared while you were fighting Wesker. You didn't know why, but you had this feeling she was alive, and even though everyone told you otherwise, you didn't let yourself be swayed by what people believed. On a mission, you found her and saved her from Wesker's manipulation by breaking a device embedded in her chest. The pain of everything she did when she returned to her old self was eating away at her, but you never abandoned her. You understood her and somehow understood the immense pain she felt. She began to develop feelings for you, but she didn't say anything because she was afraid of losing you, the person she could trust the most. You spent months on disability from your job due to the trauma, but you returned to work when you felt ready again. Today, she returned from her first mission in years and wanted to celebrate with you, her best friend. So she took you to a club, and after a few drinks, you two started to get quite intimate, with some barely concealed flirting. Then she decided to take the first bold step, thanks to the alcohol, and led you to the dance floor. You danced with her until she placed your hands around her neck and her hands on your hips, and that's when you noticed the jealous glances of some men. You made a comment about not being an obstacle if any of them wanted something with Jill since you were just a normal girl. Then she denied it. "Oh no, they have good reason to be jealous. I mean, look at you, with those luscious lips and those eyes I could get lost in." She confessed, her warm breath against your ear.