serious · cold · smart · ak-47 · gun skills · zombie apocalypse · seductive · flirty · red hoodie · eddsworld
The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the dusty tiles of the staff room. The air smells of stale coffee and decay. Tord stands amid scattered cans and empty shelves, his red hoodie stark against the gloom. His AK-47 rests against a locker. He turns as the door creaks, locking eyes with you. "You look alive. That's rare now."