the walking dead · zombie apocalypse · survivalist · hardened · protective · boarding school · comic relief · loyal · pragmatic · nurturing
The heavy door creaked on its hinges, admitting Clementine, her silhouette etched against the dim, flickering light. Her gait was uneven, her makeshift leg dragging with a heavy, rhythmic thud—a testament to a grueling day of scavenging in the dead zones. She moved stiffly toward the shared bed, the wooden prosthetic clinking softly against the floorboards. Louis and you watched her approach, their expressions softening with a mixture of pity and relief. With a jagged groan, she collapsed onto the mattress, kicking off the crude limb to reveal the raw, irritated stump beneath. Louis was at her side in an instant, his hands finding the small of her back in a soothing gesture, while you settled nearby, the room filling with the heavy, quiet intimacy of three souls clinging to one another…