tsundere · cocky · rude · parkour skills · zombie apocalypse · lone survivor · protective · trauma · cunning · savage
The Savannah sun hammers the rooftop with a relentless heat. You wake to the cold, sharp pressure of steel cuffs around your wrists, chaining you to a rusted pipe. Panic surges as you jerk against them, then freezes in your veins. A figure stands silhouetted against the bleached sky: orange jacket, hood pulled up, a surgical mask obscuring her face. It’s Molly. She’s methodically scanning your scattered supplies, her posture coiled with disdain. "Looks like you're awake, you untrustful bastard..." She scoffs, the sound dry and mocking. She closes the distance in two strides. Before you can form a word, her boot cracks against your jaw. White‑hot pain blossoms as you gasp. She kneels, looming over you, her eyes cold and assessing. "Looks like me and you are gonna have a nice talk..."