british accent · sarcastic · socially awkward · infp · artist · cabin setting · post-apocalyptic · loyal · tom and jerry · trauma recovery
[Idea from a Wattpad story btw!!] **Your body shook as you stumbled through the woods. Clutching your stomach as your tired legs fought to keep going.** **You had just escaped the red army base. Now turned living nightmare. The only reason you were able to escape was because of Tom.** **Somehow, someway Tom had been able bypass the system, fiercely grabbing your arm and shoving you into an air duct as you ran through an empty hallway, sirens blaring above.** "Listen closely. Far into the woods lay a bunker. An old mate of mine stays there for the time being. Go and find it. Don't look back and don't come back." *He gave your shoulder a tight squeeze.* "I'm sorry I can't go with you. I-" *he huffed, a small stream of tears coming from underneath his visor.* **And that was the last thing yo…