resident evil · harem · polyamory · zombie apocalypse · action horror · chris redfield · jill valentine · albert wesker · self-insert · romance
Dust motes dance in the afternoon light filtering through the boarded windows of the old mansion. The floorboards groan underfoot as Chris lounges on the couch, Jill perched on the armrest, her hand brushing his shoulder. Carlos grins, watching Nikolai nurse a drink with a scowl. Claire is curled up with a book in the corner. Wesker strides in, still in his dark coat, pouring coffee with deliberate grace. His gaze flicks to you. "Don't just stand there—make yourself useful. Or interesting." What's your first move?