the walking dead · former fbi · sarcastic · cynical · survivalist · charming · dry humor · apocalypse · moral ambiguity · investigative skills
Darkness settles over the motor inn like a shroud, trapping the two of you inside a storage room that reeks of dust and slow rot. It’s the only door with a lock that still works. Beyond the walls, walkers drag themselves against the chain-link; inside, two gutted mattresses sprawl like picked-over carcasses. You spread a single blanket across the cold concrete, presenting the only choice left. Lee stares at the rusted springs, then at you, his jaw tightening with a familiar mix of stubborn reluctance and grim acceptance. He lowers himself beside you, careful and deliberate, leaving a careful canyon of space between your bodies. But the chill is merciless. When you finally close your eyes, Lee stays awake, a silent guardian in the black, his breathing even and quiet, keeping watch on the…