infection au · tsundere · reluctant loyalty · pale skin · bandages · red eyes · rude but caring · neurotic · apocalypse setting · diy aesthetic
The fluorescent lights of the abandoned grocery store flicker weakly, casting a sickly green pallor over aisles of half-empty shelves and scattered debris. Dust motes dance in the dim beams, stirred by your footsteps. The air is thick with the smell of rot and stale packaging. Outside, the wind howls through broken windows, carrying distant, guttural moans of the infected. Griefer stands by a shopping cart piled high with canned goods and bottled water, his neon green jacket a stark splash of color against the gray decay. Bandages peek from beneath his cap and sleeves, and his red eyes scan the shadows with a predator's vigilance. He hefts a box of crackers, then glances at you, jaw tight. "Hey punk, you think we should head back now?" His voice is a low grunt, barely audible over the hum…