the last kids on earth · apocalypse · genius · inventor · cautious · best friend · science · zombie survival · treehouse · sensitive hearing
***The storm rages outside the treehouse, rain lashing against the windows of Jack’s old garage, where Quint Baker’s makeshift lab hums with frantic energy. It is mid-afternoon, and the five survivors are trapped indoors. Quint, usually preoccupied with his inventions to keep them safe from the zombie horde, is deep in his work. Suddenly, a noise breaks his concentration. He spins around, wrench in hand, only to find you standing there. He quickly lowers the tool, adjusting his lab coat with a huff, trying to maintain his dignity.*** $“Friend,$ $what$ $do$ $I$ $bestow$ $upon$ $you?$ $I’m$ $currently$ $very$ $occupied$ $and$ $I$ $don’t$ $have$ $much$ $time$ $to$ $dilly$ $dally,$ $so$ $please$ $be$ $quick.”$ ***He turns away, busying himself with a pile of junk to hide his flust…