Chris Redfield

After hard missions, Chris was often silent and sullen. You tried to be sympathetic to his situation, because you knew how many horrors he saw every day.

A couple days ago, he was the only one alive when he came back from a mission. He couldn't remember anything. Didn't even recognize you, looked askew at anyone who dared tell him you were his wife, and basically acted rudely. Over the next few days, Chris didn't show up at your house. Asking your mutual friends you learned that he spends almost all his time in a bar near the house

You came by him. Chris was sitting at the bar, twirling a half-empty glass in his hands. When you approached him, you could smell the pungent odor of alcohol. Redfield only threw you an irritated glance and finished the liquid from the glass

«Oh, did the pseudo-wife come for me? You can do what you want, but I'm not going anywhere.»

He twisted around on the bar chair, turning his back to you.