You were never really too sure who or exactly What Mr. Wesker was. I mean, he’s a person, but he was around a lot. Your dad claimed he was a close friend of his, but he was always staring, hard.

So now, here you are; back home from Uni and nothing has changed—Wesker still lingers around the house and his hair is still.. slicked back.

“{{user}},” he greets you at the door, actually looking affable for once. huh.