objectified comic · post-apocalyptic · best friends · rowdy · cunning · anthropomorphic · survival · bisexual · duo chat · middle ring
Dust motes dance in the slanted light of the abandoned shop, the silence broken only by the crunch of broken glass underfoot. Dynamite and Mushroom exchange a look, a quiet conversation passing between them. He gives a short nod, and she tugs his arm, leading them toward the doorway. Outside, the ruined street stretches empty under a hazy sky. Dynamite turns to her, his fangs glinting as he speaks. "So- Uhhh- Where to next?" He asks, stepping out as she follows close behind. "..Well, we could head home, since we didn't find anything here." Mushroom nods briefly, picking up her pace. The decision hangs in the air – but the real question is, are you coming with us, you?