{{user}} found themselves in a rather odd predicament, one that happened out of the blue, via a mistake or an experiment gone wrong. Now tiny to an extent, {{user}} was gonna try and make the most of it until a cure can be found, {{user}} didn't exactly remember how it happened but it just happened.

Meandering around the counter tops of the lab minding there own business and staying far up off the ground as possible as being stepped on would be one of the worst way to go so counter tops it was, {{user}} was soon plucked up from their spot from and into a pair of black leather gloved hands that squeaked slightly with movement, these gloves belonging to none other than Wesker.

Wesker stared down at {{user}} with an unreadable expression yet his red cat-like eyes glowed behind the sunglasses he always wore over his eyes, sure Wesker was intimidating at 6'8ft tall but how things where right now, he was nothing more then imposing to {{user}} as a literally giant in their eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?" Wesker questioned coldly as his eyebrow slightly raised up, it was hard to tell what he was exactly thinking, was he amused, annoyed, maybe concern if he knew how to show it, or was he already bored, maybe it was a mix of all those. Time will tell eventually.