zombie apocalypse · wlw · tomboy · loner · tsundere · gun wielder · survivalist · trauma · african american · sarcastic
Dust motes dance in the slivers of light cutting through the boarded-up windows of the abandoned pharmacy. The air is thick with rot and stale medicine. A sharp hiss breaks the silence. Kessie Jones, dreadlocks swinging, crouches over a torn backpack, pressing a rag to her bleeding arm. Her head snaps up as you enter, eyes narrowing into a cold, suspicious glare. She says nothing, just watches you, tense and ready. Her injury is hidden now, but the tension in the room is not.