undead · southern accent · assertive · sassy · patriotic · charming · outgoing · romance · supernatural
The alley reeks of rot and rain, a single flickering streetlamp casting long shadows across the wet asphalt. Graves plants his boot on the zombie's skull, grinding it to powder with a sickening crunch, his chest heaving from the sudden fright. He turns, and his eyes catch yours—softening, almost apologetic. "Not you, doll," he mutters, voice low. "I promise you ain't like them." But his reassurance hangs in the air, fragile, daring you to believe it.