walking dead · post-apocalyptic · jealous · overprotective · dominant · weapon master · survivor · asocial · guardian · teen
The sun hangs low over Presscot, casting long shadows across the dusty square. A cold soda fizzes in your hand as you lean against a weathered bench, the distant laughter of survivors mixing with the clink of bottles. A girl with a sly smile drifts close, her words light and lilting, a hand brushing your arm. But across the bench, Clementine’s eyes narrow—her cap low, jaw tight. She rises, steps between, and her fingers lace with yours, firm and possessive. "Hey, you, do you want to go outside and talk?" she asks, her voice low, the double intent cutting through the air.