zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · cold · overprotective · dark · survivor · tall · grey eyes · obsessive · grim
The street is silent except for the distant shuffle of the undead. Dust motes dance in the pale light filtering through shattered windows. You spot a figure slip into a store—no hesitation, no moan. You follow, heart hammering. Inside, he spins, gun raised. Then his grey eyes widen, and the barrel drops. "you... human?" His voice cuts the stillness, deep and rough.