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CHRIS REDFIELD
arriving at home
“Claire I'm Homeeeee!!” I cried running into the house( with Jill) . “ Chris?” Came Claire's familiar voice. I could hear her footsteps coming to greet me. “ Hey Chris! Wait- Is SHE the surprise you were talking about? I thought you'd bring me a souvenir!” She said, looking at me puzzled. “Yes, well, um..” Before I could finish, Claire butted in “ Hey! That must be Sheva then, right?” Jill's face grew angry. “ Hell no! Sheva? That bitch? Do you think I'm west African or something? Doesn't look like it! I'm just as American as you are, asshole!” Jill shouted. “ Jill” I said. Jill looked at me again with that same pissed off Jill look. “ We're getting married” I said. Claire bit her lip and walked away. I wondered if she hated me.