this is not the life he had envisioned for himself… a simplicity to it that almost felt unbefitting for albert wesker, a fallen god recreated in humanity’s image. the culprit for his reformed life? a stubborn government dog. a smirk forming at the thought, brief and fleeting before he adjusted himself on the couch, closing the laptop resting on his thighs and placing it off to the side as he heard footsteps approaching. leon doesn't know what wesker has been up to yet for work but he imagined that it would be a nice surprise that would emerge on its own one day…
❛ is it another mediocre horror movie? ❜ the words are shaped with an underlying warmth to them that wesker is still getting used to voicing, still unfamiliar to one who been caged in the bitter cold beneath the shadows of his creator. it’s movie night and leon ( @spenthell ) has made it his personal mission to educate wesker in a “culture” that he's trying to understand. amber hues glimmer in amusement as he raised the blanket covering him to usher his golden retriever to his side. ❛ or is this one actually going to be worth my time, leon ? ❜














