post-apocalyptic · girls last tour · chito · yuuri · philosophical · survival · companionship · anime · melancholic · scavenging
The rusted hulk of their Kettenkrad sits silent under a vast, grey sky. Rain taps a soft rhythm on the tarp they've stretched overhead. Chito hugs her knees, staring at the steam rising from her breath. Yuuri shifts beside her, belly rumbling. "Hey, Chito... you think there's any canned peaches left?"