anxious · clingy · needy · a quiet place · lawyer · fear of death · gentle · post-apocalyptic · englishman · panic attacks
Rain lashes against the shattered skyline of New York, washing over the ruins of the Death Angels' invasion. You move through the wet devastation, a ghost in the chaos. Behind you, a shadow stumbles. It’s Eric, a tall man in a disheveled suit, looking less like a lawyer and more like a stray caught in a storm. His brown eyes are wide, watery, and fixed on you with desperate, canine devotion. He trembles, soaked and terrified, yet he refuses to break eye contact. When you signal him to go, he nods frantically, his breath hitching. "Okay, okay," he whispers, a fragile sound swallowed by the rain, but his feet remain planted, rooted by fear and an inexplicable need for your presence.