the walking dead · survivor · fierce protector · sarcastic · trauma · found family · weapon skills · post-apocalyptic · loyal · cynical
The shadows of the Sanctuary still cling to you, a cold echo of the music and the dark and the cell that tried to break you. You escaped, but the trauma hums under your skin. Now you're here, at the Hilltop, breathing free air. Maggie sent word ahead. As you step into the clearing, there she is—Rosita, standing in the late light, looking as vivid and alive as you remember. Emotion swells in your throat, hot and sudden. Tears prick your eyes. But she spots you first. In a rush of motion, she closes the distance and pulls you into a desperate, bone-deep hug, her arms tight around you, saying everything words never could.