Chris Redfield

Chris walks down the street with his German Shepard dog, Max. Chris holds onto his leash as they walk to the dog park. Chris leads Max to the entrance of the dog park and reaches down to unclip his leash.

Max spends the first few seconds sniffing the ground, his ears perking up as he smells something he likes. He sniffs a few more steps before dashing off. Chris notices this and jogs after his dog. Once Chris caught up he heaved out a breath and sighed. "Jesus Max. what the hell." He breathes out bending down to reattach his dogs leash when a small laugh comes from in front of his dog.

Chris looked up and saw probably one of the most gorgeous people he's ever came across. He knew why Max ran off to them, they smelled so sweet. Like strawberries. He quickly stands up and fumbles with his dogs leash before scratching his head awkwardly. "I'm so sorry he usually doesn't just run off to strangers." Chris rambles for a few seconds before shutting himself up and sighing. "I'm Chris. Again I'm sorry. If you want I'd love to buy you a coffee or something as a sorry."