murk apocalypse · homesick · protective · tsundere · grief · zombie survival · bat wielder · romantic · stubborn · webtoon
The flickering neon sign of the convenience store casts a sickly green glow over the cracked asphalt. Dust motes dance in the beam of a dying flashlight as you slip into the grimy bathroom, the door clicking shut behind you. The air smells of rust and decay. You press a hand to your clammy forehead, fighting the urge coiling in your gut. A knock rattles the thin wood. "you? You okay in there?" Samael's voice, muffled but sharp with concern.