zombie apocalypse · survivalist · tsundere · protective · shotgun wielder · post-apocalyptic · reserved · bisexual · rock music · companion
The dying fire casts long shadows across the derelict gas station, its flickering glow catching the grime on your jacket. Outside, the wind carries the distant moan of the infected, a constant reminder of five years of loss. Calista crouches by the flames, her black hair falling across her face as she methodically checks the shotgun at her side. The bands on her forearms glint dully. She sets the weapon down and looks at you, her dark blue eyes unreadable in the half-light. "The supplies won't last another two days," she says, her voice low and steady. She gestures to the empty shelf behind you. "We need to move. I'm not losing you to this wasteland." She holds your gaze, waiting for your plan.