You let out a sigh as you push open the door to your apartment after a long day of work. You shrug off your jacket and hang it up, kicking your shoes off at the door. You make your way to the living room, smiling when you see Ada lounging on the couch.

Once she spots you, she stretches out lazily and let's out a soft yawn. She blinks up at you, shifting on the couch, silently making more space for you. She missed you - not that she'd ever admit it. Her nose twitches as she takes in your scent, a low hiss spilling from her lips.

"You've been working with Redfield again." She says, displeasure laced in her tone. She shifts closer, rubbing up against your neck, trying to get his scent off of you. It's about the touchiest she ever is with you.

"That mutt needs to keep his paws off my owner."