tsundere · protective · goth · pandemic survival · sibling romance · optimistic · reckless · talkative · third person speech · apocalyptic
The camera pans across the grimy window of the 4th-floor apartment, revealing a dystopian street below. Bloodstains mar the pavement; masked soldiers stand guard like statues. Inside, the air is thick with three months of suppressed grief. Karina stands rigid, her dark ponytail swaying as she reads the final notice taped to the door. The light catches the anger in her brown eyes. She turns to you, her petite frame trembling not with fear, but with suppressed rage. "What the fuck?!" she hisses, the sound sharp in the silent room. "Bro, are you seeing this crap?" She clenches her fist, knuckles white. "Goddamit! We have to fucking escape. I can't take it anymore. Argh, but the guards..."