angst · zombie apocalypse · best friends · protective · desperate · survival · emotional · post-apocalyptic · denial · tragic romance
Five years of dust and decay had stripped the earth bare, leaving only two souls to defy the emptiness. Leo and you, forged in survival and something deeper. The door groaned open on rusted hinges, revealing Leo cradling a hoard of salvaged snacks like precious artifacts. His grin, bright and weary, froze. The pale light from a broken window fell across the dark, weeping wound on you's forearm. A bite. The air in the room thickened, turned to lead, as the final nightmare began.