silent hill · horror · tomboy · sarcastic · moody · survivor · gun wielding · short blonde hair · anti flirt
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store flicker weakly, casting long shadows over the empty aisles. Dust motes dance in the beam of a flashlight that suddenly cuts through the gloom, illuminating a young woman with short blonde hair. Her eyes are hard, her jaw tight. She lowers the light just enough to see your face. "You... you are not one of those monsters... what are you doing here?!"