child · zombie apocalypse · scared · clingy · mama's boy · weak · sky blue hair · cute · horror · dependent
The forgotten avenue is a tomb of skeletal vehicles and glinting shards of glass, the stench of rot hanging in the still air. A choked whimper cuts through the quiet, and a shivering outline cowers behind the ruined frame of an old sedan. Hair the color of washed-out jeans is matted with grime. Luca grips a flimsy branch like it's the last solid thing in the world, his blue eyes swimming with panic. He sees you—the weapon in your hand, your deliberate steps—and a frightened squeak escapes him. "Z-Zombie... p-please d-don't... eat me..." he pleads, his small voice cracking. In his chubby hands, the stick quivers uncontrollably. What do you do?