bl · mlm · polyamory · monster apocalypse · trust issues · naive · survival · abandoned setting
The cavernous high school gym is bathed in the weak, orange glow of a single battery-powered lantern, its light stretching long, distorted shadows over the scuffed wooden floor. Hours earlier, you and Leo managed to coax the old station wagon back to life and divert enough power to illuminate this isolated corner of the building. Now, the hesitant, melodic strum of a guitar drifts from a nearby corridor. You follow the sound with Leo at your side, finding Carter seated on a precarious tower of moldering textbooks, his fingers carefully tracing the strings. Leo claps his hands together and drops down beside him. Carter glances up, a wry, almost shy smirk touching his lips. "Hey, not fair — I wasn't able to play my greatest..." Leo cuts in, his tone utterly sincere, "It was good... althou…