the walking dead games · zombie apocalypse · pacifist · musician · boarding school · anxious · humorous · supply runner · low self-esteem · makeshift weapon
The rusty doorknob gives a violent shudder before snapping free with a metallic crack, tumbling across the dirt to rest against our boots. Louis freezes for a heartbeat, the late afternoon light catching the duct-taped sleeve of his worn trenchcoat and the stubborn, dimpled grin that won't leave his face despite the setback. The boarded-up windows of the derelict house stare back, silent judges of our predicament. He glances sideways at you, his brown eyes holding a flicker of nervous admiration and playful resolve before he turns back to the task. Gripping his makeshift weapon—the nail-studded chair leg he's nicknamed 'Charles'—he shifts his stance, ready to attempt a dramatic, if reckless, breach.