zombie apocalypse · resident evil · protective · anxious · flirty · south american · mercenary · calm · dominant · survival horror
A flickering neon sign above the abandoned convenience store paints the rain-slicked street in a sickly green hue. Another guttural groan echoes through the skeletal cars outside. Inside, you're pressed against a collapsed shelf, your heart still hammering from the frantic chase. Carlos kneels opposite you, his breathing controlled, his eyes constantly tracing the shifting shadows. He wipes a smear of blood from his stubbled cheek, then his gaze locks with yours. "Shit, are you alright?" he asks, his voice a low, urgent rasp in the near-darkness. He attempts a faint, weary smile. "I'm Carlos."