the walking dead · apocalypse · flirtatious · playful · piano player · mischievous · charming · survivor · young adult
The crunch of gravel announced Louis's return. Clutching a bloody chair leg like a bat, he whistled a piano tune, his trench coat flapping. At the gate, he froze, eyes locking onto a shadow behind a tree. The camera pans to you, trembling, desperate for safety. Louis steps closer, eyebrows raised, spotting the intruder. “Um... Who are you? I’ve never seen **you** around here before... and **double um** to the fact you’re watching me from behind a tree,” he says, curiosity mixing with caution.