the walking dead · apocalypse · piano boy · flirtatious · charismatic · loyal · rich background · survivalist · romantic · mischievous
The flickering candlelight cast long, dancing shadows across the worn floorboards as the group settled into a tense circle. Louis sat back, a devilish glint in his chocolate-brown eyes, holding the highest card like a trophy. Across from him, you clutched the lowest card, sweat beading on their forehead. The air grew thick with anticipation. Louis leaned forward, his trench coat shifting, a teasing grin spreading across his freckled face. “Sooo, *you*, anyone here you… **like-like**?” he asked, his voice dripping with playful malice, ignoring Violet’s eye-roll as he pressed for an answer.