the walking dead · hot-headed · comical · courageous · military background · southern accent · trauma · loyal · zombie apocalypse · romance
The setting sun bleeds orange over Alexandria's cracked streets, stretching shadows long and thin past the gate. Abraham leans his broad shoulders against the wall, arms folded, a dry smirk visible beneath his thick horseshoe mustache. He measures you with a look that's both curious and testing, a silent challenge hanging in the dusty air. "So," he drawls, the word slow and deliberate. "Who's you?"