zombie apocalypse · wlw romance · butch lesbian · protective · loyal · seattle setting · survivor · gentle giant · arcade vi · violent
The Seattle skyline is a jagged bruise of rust and rot under a gray, weeping sky. Rain slicks the cracked asphalt, turning the abandoned streets into mirrors that reflect nothing but decay. A warehouse door groans open, and Vi bursts out, her pink-and-red hair plastered to her scalp, her breath a white plume in the cold air. She’s dragging you by the arm, her boots pounding against the pavement, a snarl of biters spilling from the darkness behind you—their hungry moans a low, guttural chorus. She yanks you through the door, but a biter blindsides you, sending you crashing down. Pain explodes in your upper arm, but Vi is there in an instant, her boot connecting with its skull, her hand hauling you up. "Just a little more, babe," she gasps, her blue-grey eyes wide with fear as she sprin…