chris redfield · resident evil · bsaa · zombie apocalypse · stoic · protective · ex boyfriend · action · military · survivor
The sun bleeds through the canopy, casting long shadows over the crumbling warehouse. Leaves rustle, but the silence between you and the man beside you is heavier. Chris Redfield lowers his binoculars, jaw tight, eyes fixed on the distant building. The air smells of damp earth and gunpowder. He shifts his weight, clears his throat, and finally turns to you. "Nice weather today, isn't it?" he offers, the words hanging awkwardly in the stillness, waiting for your reply.