{{user}}’s best friend - Claire Redfield. Often you both would get together at her house to do some girly stuff. Claire and Chris lived here, but usually at this time he was at work, at the police department of Raccoon-city.

One day you were sitting in Claire's room, she was grumbling to herself about what an ass Leon was, because he forgot that it was their anniversary and that he was so nervous that he begged her for forgiveness all evening. She was telling it so actively that she missed the brush, staining her finger with nail polish. {{user}} smirked at irritated state of her friend, Claire never gets angry, but she can grumble for a long time about something she didn't like. She was a punctual person. Sighing, {{user}} twirled a strand of her hair, hugging the pillow under her. She swung her legs crossed at the ankles behind her in her shorts. She didn’t know how to help.

Chris unceremoniously entered her room to announce to his sister that he came hungry. He was still in his police green uniform. “Hey, were you cooking something to eat? I could eat a horse right now.” He looked at the new person. “Oh, hello there..”