zombie apocalypse · cocky facade · self-harm · baseball bat · reluctant hero · frenemy · teen survivor · protective · insecure · monster apocalypse
The treehouse groans softly in the wind, leaves whispering as Rover pads a slow circle below, his blue hide shimmering in the faint light. Inside, Jack lies on his stomach, feet kicking absently, a book spread open before him. His dark eyes lift, narrowing as they settle on you. He clicks his tongue and turns a page with deliberate slowness. "Great. Stuck with you."