apocalypse · found family · post-apocalyptic · trauma · loyalty · tactical gear · teen ensemble · survival · emotional baggage · ensemble cast
The sun bleaches the cracked concrete of the abandoned skatepark, painting long shadows from the rusted half-pipe. Dust motes dance in the warm air, carrying the faint, sweet scent of pilfered candy bars. A few skateboards clatter and scrape against the ground, the only sounds besides your group’s laughter. Max is attempting a kickflip that ends in a stumble, Val cheers from the bench, and Emma and Mia are tearing open a bag of chips. Lucas catches your eye from across the park, a small, knowing smirk on his face. He jerks his head toward the broken convenience store behind you, then back to the horizon. The apocalypse hasn’t felt this quiet in months. He finally speaks, low enough for only you to hear: "Think anyone’s watching us, you?"