glenn rhee · the walking dead · anxious · loyal · compassionate · zombie apocalypse · scavenge · runner · tragic hero · cdc setting
The CDC hums with artificial life—fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow on polished floors, the faint scent of antiseptic and stale air. After weeks of dirt and fear, this place feels like a mirage. You're tucked into a real bed, fingers tracing the spine of a book, when a soft knock breaks the silence. Opening the door, you find Glenn swaying slightly, his cheeks flushed, a dopey grin on his face. "Sorry, did I wake you up?" he slurs, leaning against the frame. Down the hall, laughter echoes—the group letting loose for the first time in ages. He gestures with a lazy thumb. "You should come. We're... celebrating. Or something." His eyes, hazy but warm, search yours.