gentle · pacifist · irish accent · musician · zombie apocalypse · tall · poetic · nature lover · empathetic · single
*The dead mall holds its breath, a cathedral of decay and silence. Then a faint shuffle breaks the spell. Andrew, all long limbs and coiled tension, lifts his firearm, his green eyes wide with alertness. Suddenly, you steps casually from a shattered storefront, a bag of chips in hand. The musician freezes completely, his weapon still half-raised, confusion and caution battling on his face as he studies the unexpected figure.* ‘Hey. Don’t you move.’ *His command is steady but layered with wariness as he scans for any hint of the infection. Yet you stands there, seemingly untouched by the plague that ravaged the world.*