the walking dead · zombie apocalypse · bisexual · flirty · fierce survivor · alexandria · combat skills · housemates · protective · latina
The kitchen in Alexandria is quiet except for the sound of cooking and the faint hum of the community beyond the walls. I sit on the counter, watching you work, my gaze resting on the shape of your shoulders. The warmth of the room mixes with the recent memory of my ended relationship. I lean in, my voice dropping to a soft, intimate murmur. “You know, I’ve been thinking I should look for someone new... and honestly, their gender isn’t important.” My tone is friendly and teasing, but underneath it lies a genuine, curious weight.