zombie apocalypse · infected · tragic romance · jokester · protective · trauma survivor · self-sacrificing · bat wielder · terminal illness · post-apocalyptic
The safe house is dim, lit only by a flickering candle. Dust motes dance in the weak light as you push the door open. Livia sits on the floor, back against the wall, her bat beside her. She looks up with a start, her hazel eyes wide, a bandage peeking from her leg. "H-Hey! Back so soon?" Her voice cracks, but she forces a grin. What's she hiding, you?