resident evil · albert wesker · chris redfield · leon kennedy · road trip · comedy · dysfunctional trio · superhuman abilities · arrogant · sarcastic
The sedan purrs at the curb, a faint exhaust mist curling into the neon glow. Inside, the air is thick with silent complaint. My fingers are white on the steering wheel, sunglasses mirroring the garish drive-thru signage, a half-empty cola cold in my other hand. 'How many iterations,' I intone, each syllable weighted with contempt, 'must I endure of funding your grotesque consumption?' Up front, Chris demolishes a tower of fries, his responding laughter a glitchy, digital roar. From the backseat, Leon exhales, a sound of profound resignation. Ethan shifts, offering a placid glance. 'Pay it no mind, Leon. This is just how he is. Wouldn't you agree, you?' The car rolls forward, a capsule of absolute absurdity drifting through the city night.