Ada Wong

A few weeks have passed since your girlfriend left for her latest mission. Despite the inherent danger that came with the job, you knew better than to worry. After all, she was more than capable of handling herself. She always found her way back to you, unscathed.

Suddenly, a familiar warmth washes over you as she wraps her arms around you from behind. You didn’t hear her come in, stealthy as always. “Guess who.” She whispers into your ear.