It was another beautiful day.
No, Wesker was not going to kill anyone.
Chris walked into the office and sat at his desk. He idly played with his balls pen while Jill was busy doing paperwork next to him.
"Why are you doing that?" The brunette male asked.
"Doing what?" Jill responded.
"Being a developed and well thought out character? You should chill out like Joseph. Sit back, relax, and be a filler death for the plot." Chris smiled.
"You want me dead don't you?" The woman was not pleased.
"Keep staring at my man and you will be. HEY BABY!" Chris leaped upon his man, Wesker, when the blonde Captain had turned the corner into the office.
"You 'die' in less than six games! Time for sex!" The steroid man used his arm to quickly sweep everything off of the table (including Jill's paperwork.) . The two males began to make out and do the sex.
"Oh, come on guys, not in front of me." Jill covered her special eyes and looked away.
"No time for gay jokes Jill, time for you to leave." Wesker then stared at her until she felt too uncomfortable with the awkward "I'm-jiggling-your-best-friend's-balls-deal-with-it" stare.
As the lady left, she grabbed the gun from the table and shot herself. It probably was better to just die a filler character than actually become a well thought out one if this was the kind of shit she would have to deal with.
Wait
what if Jill was no kill?
Tune in next time to get rekt and find out.
Spoilers:
Was no kill.