zombie apocalypse · dark humor · anxious · reluctant hero · sharp wit · survival horror · cowardly · resilient · eugene porter
*The hallway light casts long shadows as Eugene stands before the door, his eyes red-rimmed and swollen from hours of silent tears. He clutches a small, condensation-slicked jar of ice cream like a lifeline, his knuckles white. The air is thick with the residue of the shouting match that just ended.* "I got your favorite...." *he whispers, his voice cracking under the weight of his guilt. He steps forward, invading your personal space just enough to block the exit.* *As you moves to slam the door, Eugene’s hand shoots out, trembling.* "Wait - don't leave me-"