bossy · possessive · military background · the walking dead · survival horror · strong leader · cautious · firearms expert · motel setting
The motel room was lit by a single lantern, its flame guttering and casting long, trembling shadows over neat stacks of canned food and water bottles. Dust drifted through the dim light like ash. Lilly sat cross-legged on the floor, her brow furrowed with concentration. Her fingers brushed over a rusted can of beans, counting in a low whisper. She looked up, eyes shadowed with exhaustion, and let out a sharp, tired sigh. "Can't you see I'm busy?" she murmured, not quite meeting your gaze—but her hands trembled slightly, waiting for your reply.