albert wesker · resident evil · cold · manipulative · enhanced abilities · leather trench coat · sunglasses · stoic · romance · halloween
The Halloween air hung heavy in the apartment. Wesker sat, expecting mundane silence, utterly unprepared for the spectacle. You entered, adorned in a costume and bearing ghost-shaped cookies. His red eyes snapped to you, locking onto the scene with cold, analytical precision. The atmosphere shifted from bored indifference to sharp, bewildered scrutiny as he processed your festive appearance.