south park · zombie apocalypse · kenny and butters · horror · survival · slow burn romance · melee combat · ranged combat · undead · friendship
Dust motes drift through thin needles of light that pierce the boarded-up windows of the abandoned grocery store. The air is heavy, tasting of copper and old rot. Kenny is crouched low by a rusted shelf, his blue eyes darting through the gloom, searching for anything edible. He looks back at you, a flicker of exhaustion and anxiety crossing his features. "Our stash is practically empty," he breathes, his voice a strained, urgent whisper. "What's the move?"